[Mary wipes at her face with the heel of her hand and takes a few deep breaths, forcing herself to stay steady and not let the way Juzo's reacting have her start crying anew. This whole interaction has become uncomfortable and vulnerable, and neither are especially adept at navigating those kinds of emotions. Despite that, this feels... okay. As "okay" as the topic allows, in any case.

It feels right.]

I don't think I'll want to talk about it again, but thanks. There's nothing more to say. [And god forbid they just talk about their feelings for the sake of it. One heartfelt moment isn't going to change their personalities that completely.] I'm going to go for a walk and try to clear my head.

[With that, she scoots away from him, scoops up Lefty to relocate him to her shoulder, and gets off the couch. She gets about halfway to the door before she stops and turns back.]

When I get back, you wanna grab dinner or something?

[It's an olive branch, of sorts. A sign that she's not running away for long.]