It wasn't, and Juno knew it, but where half of her wanted to tell Cecilia to fuck off with the platitudes, the more prevalent half of her knew Cecilia was only doing her best and trying to be supportive. Juno sighed in response, then looked around as she stood up.
"Marquito." she replied, giving Cecilia a shrug and a look that said "It wasn't the time to ask for creativity out of my person". She stood there for another second, and went to get the baby's bag which was a pretty old school gym bag with a bunch of baby shit inside. After hanging the bag on her shoulder, she sighed again. "Let's just go for now. We'll see what we do after I talk to Marco. I don't really have the head to, uh, to think about packing, or what one even packs in these situations. It doesn't matter, I'll figure it out later."
Juno approached the door slowly, then paused, looking back at Cecilia. "What time's it happening?" She asked in a very low voice.