"Yer a good man, Charlie Brown." That was something she'd heard before. She wasn't really sure what it meant, but there you have it. An American colloquialism, or whatever. She shook her head, still in disbelief about what this holiday was to these people. "I can watch tonigh' and see tha highlights." Though she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to.
He explained that it would take some time and she nodded her head, still a little sad. She knew assimilating to American life would be hard. She had read all about it, even expected some of the things she felt. But it was much more difficult and so much different when you actually felt them for yourself, as opposed to read about them and knew that's what it would be like. You might feel lonely didn't compare to what she felt now. "Tha' sucks." She replied, without having much else to say to that. What else was there to say, even? That's what it was, and that's how it would be.
"Christmas was important ta my family too." She said, smiling a little. Her parents were vaguely religious, and so it was important to do the whole thing - church, dinner, gift exchanging and all the fun, normal stuff people did on the holiday. But they had always been excited for it the second December hit. "But seein' all tha stuff, yah, it drives tha' feelin' home."
She sipped her coffee as well, nodding her head when Noah said she could call on him any time, and that she was welcome. She smiled brightly. "Thank ya, Noah. I am more grateful than ye know." She meant it from the bottom of her heart, and hoped he understood that. After a moment she smiled, shrugging a little. "Well tha' got depressin' fast. Sorry ta drop down yer mornin' a notch."