[Asami wishes the pictures of her didn't bother her as much as they did. She's pulled down a copy of the one with her, her father and Mako and is sitting off to the side of one of the peg boards. She stares at it blankly, caught between trying to actually process the emotions her father's betrayal caused and trying to think about literally anything else.
She looks up every so often, searching for a familiar face or any kind of distraction.]