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[adorned]

[When Konoha hugs her, she wraps her arms around the other woman automatically, squeezing tight. It's always been natural for Nina to seek comfort through touch anyway, especially with Inej, and moonlacing just enhances that. It's nice, and Nina lets out a weak laugh.]

They are stupid. Thank you for keeping an eye on him.

[lumberlady]

You're welcome...

[The response is automatic, even as Konoha nuzzles into the other woman's shoulder as if they'd known each other for years, accidentally wetting her shoulder with hot tears. The tiniest bit of them came from a selfish sense of betrayal, that such a thing had been kept from her, but mostly... it was just sadness. That he was dead at all, that he'd just suffered in silence every time she made a comment or suggestion that was predicated on the idea that he was alive, that one day he'd make it back to Nina's side in his world...

She'd done her best, trying to repay what she considered was kindness and help she'd received from him first, when she'd only just arrived in Lunatia and Matthias had found her cowering in the Groves. Cowering even worse at the sight of a wolf all too similar to the one that had left the bite marks scarring her forearm, but.

He'd been dead the whole time, while she'd been chattering away about life and a future...]

But... You're here now, so. So...

[It could be better for him. For them. Right?]

[adorned]

[Nina hopes it will be, and while this isn't Ketterdam by any means, it certainly isn't any sort of haven. She's not sure what to think of any of it, other than Kaz's advice—for now, let it lie—and the unspoken implication beyond that. Take advantage of every second. Nina's life has been a constant lesson in never taking anything for granted.

Those are things that are too complicated to explain to Konoha just yet, so she just squeezes the other woman tight again and finishes her sentence for her, gentle and teasing.]

I'm here, so maybe he won't ask anyone to punch him.

[lumberlady]

Yeah...

[Maybe. If she and Gonta could talk things through, plan for potential mishaps during the moon periods and find a way to still be happy here... other people could be, too, right?

And if there was anyone she wanted to be happy...]

It's really not so bad here, you know... I got made to go to all different places before this, and they were so awful... But here at least it's much safer most of the time, and they even have all this fancy "technology" that makes life so easy... I can even make our lunch hot again, and we don't even need fire...

[Wasn't that reassuring? Konoha gives a last good, solid squeeze (scaled down to human comfort level of squeeze) before she pulls away just a little, trying to sniff away her tears and smile instead.]

I know it's really confusing here, but... if you don't think it's weird... I'll be your friend. You can ask me anything!

[adorned]

That is amazing, isn't it?

[Nina reaches up to brush the tears from Konoha's cheeks.]

It might be strange to some people, but everything about my life is strange. I'd love for us to be friends.

[lumberlady]

When Matthias talked about you he just made you sound so amazing, and I kind of thought it would be great if we could be friends... I ran a lumber yard back home, so I still don't know if I'm really good at talking about lady things, but-

[Nooooooooooooo, she's supposed to be the one comforting Nina? So she screws her expression up in a wrinkle to try and stop crying immediately, even if it makes her look... somewhat comical.]

It's really alright?

[adorned]

Of course it is.

[It does look a bit comical, but it's sweet, too.]

We don't only need to talk about "lady things".

[lumberlady]

[As simple to see through as her emotions were... It did at least make dealing with Konoha to be pretty easy. There wasn't an ounce of guile in her, (even when one might argue it best to have some), and the relief breaks palpably on her expression, tears melting into a smile.]

Haha, that's good... I can talk about wood!

[Lumber yard, right? ... She feels like there might be a joke in there, but it escapes her. Actually no, that might be the joke.]