[When Justy reaches out to her, turns her, that look upon his face... she can't help but be worried, looking up to him with a little furrow between her eyebrows...




And then he quacks.

He quacks, and it's so at odds with what she was expecting that Wave bursts into laughter, free and bright and altogether healing, lifting some of the cloud of frustration that had been weighing her down.]

Thank you, Justy. [And hopefully he's prepared because he's just going to get an armload of girl as she almost throws herself into his chest for a hug.]

I'm not worrying about him right now. I don't think he'll try to follow me; he's already gotten what he wants. And if he does, I'll deal with it then.

[...]

I think you're for more people than you give yourself credit for, though. Just so you know.