She'd never seen Zuzha so broken up about anything like this. She was wondering if she should go over and give her a hug. In fact, she just got up and put her arm around the girl as if to offer support. If she wanted to push her off, Sofia would be fine with that, but she looked so upset. She gave her a squeeze and rubbed her arm. "I will help you pack." She said softly. It was the first real conversation they had ever had. How sad was it that it was when she was leaving? The room was going to be quiet and empty while the red-head was gone. Sofia was getting kind of depressed just thinking about it.
"Do you have boxes for your things?" She was looking around for some tissue now, because at this rate, she was going to have Zuzha's make-up all over her clothes.