[ Her device pings from her purse, confirmation that she definitely got it. ]

Perfect, I'll reach out to him and see what we can brainstorm.

[ It wasn't her first time basically cold-calling someone because she was given a name and was pointed in a direction. She sighs, a bittersweet emotion washing over her at the idea of home. Home didn't have her best friend. Home had a string of its own messes, including them figuring out how the fuck to move the moon. Breaking off another piece of pastry, she pops it into her mouth and chews for a moment - debating how to respond. ]

It came up while we were in Rapture, a discussion for people to have the option to stay if they wanted. Once everything is fixed and we're given a choice in the matter. Being here is kind of a blessing of its own. I get to spend time with someone I'll never get to see again once I go home for good.

[ It feels like a big confession, almost a little worried she might scare him off with showing a little more vulnerability than she'd planned over coffee. But, it really felt like it was just them in the coffee shop, the rest of the world kind of tuned out around them. ]