Riley is trying to distract her, and fuck her, it's working. She hides a smile and tugs her bun again, running her thumb over it.

"Yeah, sure."

Slowly, she begins to relax, tugs playfully on Riley's ear, tweaks her nose. She doesn't like it when they're too somber for too long -- it makes her think of the first night they met, the one and only time she'd seen Riley cry.