"Sorry." she said with a guilty smile. "Sometimes I pick up on things I probably shouldn't when I'm listening." usually she was listening for someone who needed help, but it was hard to ignore crying when it was coming from her own place of residents.
When Lana didn't move, she went about pouring the tea, one for each of them, before taking a seat on the edge of the bed, legs crossed under her. She tried to put one cup in Lana's hands. "It will help." it was supposed to be calming, anyway.
"I know you're embarrassed." she said softly. "But lots of people were doing things they wouldn't normally." she said with a soft smile. "People probably don't even remember."