[ She snorts, shifting her weight from foot to foot. ]

I didn't mean capable people in general, though you're right. I meant specifically the ones who care about you. Most the people from my world, and all the people from yours. It's not just that they're capable. They give a shit about you. Unless you choose to shut them out, they're standing by you. It's amazing, when you think about it.

[ As someone who's watched those kinds of social interactions most her life, it does amaze her how some personalities can pull people close, how people can let others in, consider themselves friends. She comes from a fucked up perspective, and she knows that, but even with the people who were on the same mission, she kept her distance. Ignored indications of any kind of affection. Fought with them and argued with them as much as she fought by their sides. Trusted them, and also didn't trust their judgement. ]

Though yes, it would be nice if we could linger on the pleasant things. I've always been shitty about that. Seems like a fairly common condition. I'd recommend sparring to get your mind off it, but you know.

[ She gestures to her gown. ]

I've got to make this last all weekend.