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[ huffs. ]

... been there, done that, let's aim for "good".

[quiet]

...Sorry.

[ ...

curls an arm around her, pulling her close. ]

Stop apologizing... you didn't do anything wrong!

[Hunches in on herself, automatic]

Didn't do anything right, either.

[Then--tone noticeably lighter]

Anyways--doesn't matter, don't worry about it. I am glad you're back, even if you had to come back straight into something like that.

[ ggggod. immediately pulls back when she hunches up, putting a bit of distance between them. ]

It matters. Who-- cares, about right and wrong? Only thing that matters is stuff that makes us happy or unhappy, and you make me happy. I don't care if you don't do stuff "right". I don't do stuff right all the time, look-- I messed it up and hugged you again and I shouldn't've, I shoulda known better, and I'm sorry.

--What? No--no, that's not-- You're fine. I wanted you to...if you wanted... I just didn't want you to yell.

[She finishes lamely, shrunken in farther on herself, hands knotted into her slacks]

[ quiet at that, and settles back, her expression confused and worried. ]

... do I yell at you a lot?

No? It's just-- I'm not saying I don't deserve 'em, but...maybe you can hold off on the lectures until tomorrow?

[ ah.

... nods, shoulders slumping a little. But she looks kind of relieved. ]

Okay. ... I'm sorry.

It's--fine. Sorry for not having it together. It's been--

[Shakes her head; makes herself sit up straighter]

...I'll work it out.

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... can I-- help you? Sort it out? I wanna help.

Are you okay? Do you wanna talk about what's been happening?

[shrugs, kind of hopelessly]

...Just been thinking a lot. Prolly too much. ...Don't worry about it. Easy to know what to do when I put it like that, right?

... nah.

What were you thinking about...?

Stupid stuff. ...Dreams. Haven't been sleeping good, either.

Does... anything help you? Sleep better.

[shrugs]

Easier not to do it.

... sometimes you slept pretty okay when we were together, I think.

I know the-- dreams suck, but... it's worth it even for a little?

...Maybe.

[Though the tone sounds like a no]

You didn't say, what's your team up to? They should be happy to see you, right?

[ frowns, but doesn't look surprised, and just offers a shrug as she sinks sideways against the chair.

but, ah. ]

Oh-- yeah, um, I'm sure they will be... I haven't seen any of them but Dia yet. We did some food shopping for her.

[frowns, drawing one foot up onto the edge of the cushion and leaning into her bent knee]

They weren't at the dorm? Where else've they got to be?

I dunno, maybe they were asleep...? Dia got me like, right as I woke up.

Huh...okay.

[shifts]

They're gonna be pissed you're here and not there.

Eh, it's fine. Dia knows I went out again, anyway.

... and I wanted to see you like, asap. So.

[does flush a little]

Well-- Even though...

[she gestures helplessly]

...It's still good to see you.

[ she gives a bit of a hopeful smile at that, her cheeks pink, but just comfortably huddles, wings bunched up behind her, into the seat to press her cheek to the edge of it without moving any closer. ]

... yeah. I really missed you.

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