[ Jeanne pulls the hands up, until she can rest her forehead on her thumbs. She takes a few long breaths, and then one quick sniff, and then puts them back down again, looking to Saya once more. ] I'm better now. I promise. [ It did feel good to get a lot of that stuff off her chest. She just wished the timing had been better. ] Thank you, Saya.
[ Nodding. ] I'll have to do that. Maybe tomorrow?