[people Lenalee cares about more than Miranda = no one, but it's true that blotting her face on Miranda's shoulder and crying more than she already has might inconvenience her friend, so she finally eases off once Frauke starts worrying.]
Sorry, Miranda -- I'm just so glad. [to see her, to be able to hug her. she sniffs, voice wobbling just a bit.] I thought...
[I thought I'd never get to see you again.]
[breathing a little quicker at that thought, Lenalee turns her gaze down at Miranda's heels, where Frauke is in an effort to distract herself. because if she thought about it, then she'd just start crying all over Miranda again.]
Is this...? [what had the guard called them, carriers? Lenalee's own carrier is sitting snug in one of her uniform's pockets, because she's been ignoring it all this time smh]
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Sorry, Miranda -- I'm just so glad. [to see her, to be able to hug her. she sniffs, voice wobbling just a bit.] I thought...
[I thought I'd never get to see you again.]
[breathing a little quicker at that thought, Lenalee turns her gaze down at Miranda's heels, where Frauke is in an effort to distract herself. because if she thought about it, then she'd just start crying all over Miranda again.]
Is this...? [what had the guard called them, carriers? Lenalee's own carrier is sitting snug in one of her uniform's pockets, because she's been ignoring it all this time smh]