[Naminé follows after her, more relieved than she realized she'd be for the quiet. A little bit after Nakama, Naminé takes a seat, herself, tucking her legs to the side. She's content to let the silence go on a moment, but also content to look Nakama's way at her words. The question needn't be completed for the blonde to get the idea.]
... I'm fine. [Tired, very tired, and more than a little stressed from not only the suffering surrounding them constantly and the strain of trying to ease it, but also from the possibility that others for whom she is concerned might also be suffering - and even so fine enough to say so.] Just-- tired. And worried. [She says it matter of factly, though, to fend off any sympathetic discomfort.] What about you? Are you doing okay?
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... I'm fine. [Tired, very tired, and more than a little stressed from not only the suffering surrounding them constantly and the strain of trying to ease it, but also from the possibility that others for whom she is concerned might also be suffering - and even so fine enough to say so.] Just-- tired. And worried. [She says it matter of factly, though, to fend off any sympathetic discomfort.] What about you? Are you doing okay?