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[No reply, because about five minutes later there's someone knocking on the door. Yes, she totally just sprinted up the stairs. It's a good thing there's only a floor between them.]

[She's a little shocked by the sudden knocking on the door, but she's assumed who it is before she even opens the door. Lisbeth had dreamed about Nill when she went back to Sweden, but like Jesse, she wasn't sure if she'd been real. However, there she was standing in front of her, with her cute little wings.]

[Once the door is open, Nill's hands are held in front of her chest, uncertain if she should go forward or drop them at her side. Nill just stares at Lisbeth for a moment, as if she can't believe she's standing there. After the last month she's had, it's pretty unbelievable.

But she's there, in Lisbeth's head. Flickers of memory, recognition, Lisbeth had remembered her.

Nill looks like she might cry.]

[Nill's crest-fallen expression hurts Lisbeth and she closes the gap between them. Lisbeth holds onto her, feeling protective of her all over again, as if they hadn't left Siren's.]

Nill? What's wrong?

[Nill is quick to hug Lisbeth tightly, with all the strength in her, which is a little more than she looks like she has. She shakes her head quickly.]

I'm so glad to see you.

[Lisbeth returns Nill's tight hug. She knew she missed her, but she didn't know she missed her this much. She drops her head and presses her lips against her shoulder, but she falters like some awkward teenager. A kiss was about to start, but she stops.

She never acted on her feelings in Siren's and she wasn't about to push herself on Nill, even though her intentions were nothing but good.]

[The only reason that Nill doesn't freeze is because she's already pretty stiff with how hard she's hugging Lisbeth. Even so, her wings shift in closer to her back.

She says nothing, because she really just wants to hug Lisbeth right now. But there is nothing in her body language that necessarily welcomes the almost-kiss, because Nill is... whatever she is. Broken, maybe. The idea of things like that still bothered her. She hadn't really realized Lisbeth felt that way about her, and she's not sure what to do with the information now.]

[Lisbeth closes her eyes to relish the moment, but then she remembers something quite crucial about Nill. She can read her thoughts. Shit. Fuck. She's embarrassed and afraid she might've just ruined a good friendship. Lisbeth quickly pulls away from Nill and stares at her. There's no way she can cover up or hide what she'd just thought. She looks down and to the side, avoiding eye contact.]

I didn't mean it like that. It's nothing. Forget it.

[Jesus fucking Christ.]

[Nill lets her pull away as needed, and once she has her hands to herself again, she lifts one to wipe at her eyes. She'd been so glad to see Lisbeth, but now... Lisbeth was another person that wanted things she didn't know how to give. Couldn't.

She's quick to shake her head, though, as she reaches a hand out to lightly touch Lisbeth's arm with her fingertips.]

It's fine.

[Nill says it's fine, but Lisbeth thinks it isn't. She's embarrassed herself and yet again, she's ruined something good. But for the time being, she'll push past it to continue conversation.]

How long have you been here?

[She shakes her head, and glances around the hall. She doesn't want to have a conversation like this where people can see.]

Can I come in?

[She nods and moves aside to let Nill walk in.]

[She steps inside, but otherwise lingers near the door, unsure of what else to really do with herself.]

I've been here for a month.

[She closes the door behind her and locks it.]

You can sit down if you want.

[She gestures to the kitchen table before she sits down here as well.]

Have you liked it here?

[Nill toes her shoes off (just a pair of flats) near the entrance and goes over to take a seat opposite Lisbeth at the table, setting her hands in her lap.]

No. Have you?

[Lisbeth mirrors Nill's posture, though her shoulders are more slumped. She shrugs once.]

It's only been two days. Jesse says it's not as bad as Siren's.

[Out of sight, Nill grips at her hands, nails digging into her palm. Otherwise it only shows in the slight tensing of her shoulders.]

Jesse is being stupid.

[Nill's reaction surprises her. Lisbeth doesn't show surprise outwardly, but her brows do furrow slightly.]

Why?

Maybe you should ask him that.

[Jesse has one chance. He has one chance, and if he doesn't take it, it's gone.]

[nill's tone was really confusing her. all three of them weren't exactly the best of friends in canada, but nill wasn't cold or condescending towards jesse in the least.]

Okay.

[if it was about the meth thing, she'd really have a talk with him. that was honestly the only thing that crossed her mind that nill could've been talking about.]

Do you want anything to drink?

[Nill has never showed anything but kindness and patience towards Jesse until now. It must be a big change for Lisbeth, who has only ever seen good in their relationship.

She's not going to explain, though. Instead she nods.]

Anything would be fine. Thank you.

[She almost hopes for alcohol, but she's already done that once this week, so she won't ask for it.]

[she nods and gets up from her seat. she goes to the fridge and opens it. lisbeth had yet to find cigarettes, what was she supposed to find in lieu of her soda addiction? ugh, this and no internet? she wasn't sure if she could last long here.

so lisbeth grabs two glasses and fills them with water. she brings them back to the table.]

Sorry, I'm still trying to settle in.

[She does well to hide the small flicker of disappointment the water causes. Instead she picks up the glass, and takes a careful sip, before setting it down again.]

It's fine. You don't need to apologize.

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