Leah rolled her eyes goodnaturedly. “My opinion's biased because she's my sister, but I'm gonna agree with that, anyway.” Lilah could probably make anyone feel dumb. “And yeah, that's at least one thing we can be grateful for. That we have more useful people than lazy ones.”
That was a good point. It wasn't easy for Leah to put herself in somebody else's shoes, which likely attributed to her strong opinions as well as the reason she didn't get along with very many people. It was one of those negative traits that many people had. “I think they call that 'growing up.'” She half-smiled, still not convinced that the trouble-makers had good reasons for the things they did. “People are just fickle creatures.”
Balance issues. Yeah, she definitely had those now, much as she didn't like admitting it. It poked at her insecurities about being vulnerable, but she managed to shrug it off. She didn't think that was how he meant it, anyway. “I appreciate it.” Relying on the kindness of strangers wasn't something she'd ever thought she'd be doing.
Once they made it up the stairs and down the hall to the apartment, Leah turned to Miah and offered a smile. “This is it,” she said, nodding at the door. “I think I can take it from here.” She reached for the bag he was holding. “Thanks again. Next time I see you struggling with some bags, I'll lend a hand.” It was an awkward sort of joke, but she wasn't quite sure how to politely send him on his way.