Kyra lets herself relax all the way into Marina. And Sunny. Her eyes close, but she's not sleeping. It would just be too much to have them open right now. This is the first time she's felt safe in a long time. She's not out of it enough to not hear the request, though. On an ordinary day, it would send a pang of guilt through her for keeping Marina at an arm's length for so long. But now, her eyes just blink open, lazy.

"You want to be girlfriends?" She sounds awed. She is, in fact. This perfect girl? She couldn't be this lucky. "Girlfriends with me?"