"And we're moving back up." She said with a sniff, before sipping at her drink again. "We're suppose to be pulling ourselves back together now, and these are the kind of things you do to achieve that."

She back to sound bytes, but that's her way of coping. Toeing the line.

Looking over at him, she presses lavender lips together. Oh, she understood hit being too much. She understood quite well.

"Of course. There really is no place like home."