It probably shouldn't have bothered her as much as it did that O'Brien had mentioned her during his first encounter with his family in... however long it had been. That family had more important things to discuss than a person who'd simply witnessed O'Brien's trials and tribulations. Well, maybe she'd done a little more than witness it, but still... The point stood. And she may or may not have found it difficult to accept that she meant that much to O'Brien.
After a brief hug, Leah followed her not-quite-boyfriend person into the room where his sister and nephew were waiting. Once inside, she closed the door quietly behind her, using it as a distraction to avoid eye contact for a few moments longer. Her gaze finally flicked up to Luke and Alana when O'Brien introduced her. Meeting new people had never really bothered her, but it was a different thing entirely to meet family relations of the person you were sort of romantically involved with. It came down to a question of whether or not she could get through this meeting without getting defensive. The hand on her back was somewhat reassuring.
The comforting touch disappeared, however, when O'Brien moved to stand near his nephew. She wondered if this was how O'Brien had felt whenever he was in the company of more than one Stone at a time. Feeling that distance, that odd-man-out mentality that came with being a stranger among people who'd known each other for a long time. That's how she felt right now. Like the odd man out, the one who didn't belong.
Leah exhaled, pushing those feelings aside and offering a tight-lipped smile to Luke. He looked even less thrilled to be in here than she was. Which was completely understandable, given that he was the one being forced to stay in quarantine. For that reason, Leah found it easy to overlook the younger man's snippety demeanor. "Sounds like there was a lot of growing involved." That wasn't mean. At least, it wasn't meant to be. It was more of an observation, words coming out of her mouth so that she felt less like a silent idiot. "You, too."
Holy fuck, someone was touching her. Leah froze, uncertain how to react to Alana's sudden hug. Having contact with someone she wasn't familiar with made her wary. It was a warm hug, though. An expression of extreme gratitude. A few seconds passed before Leah allowed some of the tension to leave her body, and she patted Alana's shoulder awkwardly. "Um. You're welcome." She held the other woman's gaze when the hug ended. "He's made himself useful since I saved him, so... there's no debt owed or anything."
She knew part of what O'Brien had told his family, now; that she'd had a small part in saving his life. As Leah offered Alana and Luke another clumsy smile, she took a step back to reclaim some breathing room. They'd more or less made her feel welcome, but it didn't do much to change that Leah didn't feel like she should be in here with them. With O'Brien's family.
"I know he's happy to see the both of you," she said, for lack of anything better to say. "Hobbled all the way over here from Madison Square on a twisted knee." Leah bobbed her head, glancing to one side. Nope. This wasn't awkward at all. "So, I should probably let you guys finish catching up. Bet there's a lot of stories you want to swap."