{There's hardly any suspicion around her, only a sort of resigned understanding. This is new territory for both of them. She understands the need to be wary, but it's hard to disguise the disappointment here.}
I'm only trying to make the best of it. It's definitely not the most preferred wanted ideal situation but... it is what it is.
{She's trying to put on her usual cool front, but embarrassment keeps bubbling over. She can start to see the full extent of his presence, knows he can even hear her attempts at self editing. There are no secrets here, and his are locked away in that fortress, and she feels naked.}
How are you? I've missed you.
{The question and the confession follow so closely they're almost one single thought. She curls up around herself but all she wants is to hold onto him.}