[Junna does her best to take a deep, steadying breath. The same as her therapist taught her, for moments when it feels like too much. It helps, but it isn't everything. She keeps her arms around Lisa, looking at her. She can see her trying.

There's a little flash of guilt despite herself. Was she enough, then? Did she just make it worse for her?

There's a nod, though, to Lisa's question.] Good can come from it. It--it helped me realize things about myself. Things I might not have learned otherwise. And it brought me even closer to you.

It doesn't mean that it's not awful or unfair. But, it...

[She places her hands on Lisa's shoulders.] ...It was hard, but I'd never give it up. It's the path I walked, and it's the path that led me to you. And led me to myself.

It can be like that for her, too.