[She has half a mind to copy Anna from back in that dream, call it gay with a smile but appreciating it all the same. It'd be a bit easier, take some of the levity of this situation.
But she just holds her hand back, her grip tight yet fragile as she keeps her head bowed, swallowing the lump in her throat. She does not want to cry, especially when even now, there's a part of her that's embarrassed enough by this as is. Rose always picks herself back up no matter what happens. No matter what life throws at her, no matter how she gets hurt. That's how it's had to be for as long as she could remember. That's how it always is, even now.
She's not an idiot though. No matter what she tells herself, just for a little while, she needs this.]
Thanks for coming. [Her voice cracks, and she swallows past the lump again.] I didn't think I'd ever care about getting visitors, but. Guess I do.
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But she just holds her hand back, her grip tight yet fragile as she keeps her head bowed, swallowing the lump in her throat. She does not want to cry, especially when even now, there's a part of her that's embarrassed enough by this as is. Rose always picks herself back up no matter what happens. No matter what life throws at her, no matter how she gets hurt. That's how it's had to be for as long as she could remember. That's how it always is, even now.
She's not an idiot though. No matter what she tells herself, just for a little while, she needs this.]
Thanks for coming. [Her voice cracks, and she swallows past the lump again.] I didn't think I'd ever care about getting visitors, but. Guess I do.