[Momo is quiet, through that exchange, trying to contain her own racing thoughts and pulsing heartbeat. It's difficult, to say the least, to face down someone she appreciates and respects while she's stuck like this. Weak in the knees, cheeks flushed, and generally able to form coherent thoughts is not how she likes to interact with her best friend. But there's nothing for it.
She nods slowly at the question. Of course she remembers.
And a part of her curses herself for not thinking of inviting Jiro in sooner.
Stepping aside wordlessly, she nods a second time, this time quicker.]
I'd like that a lot. [She says all in one breathless, unpausing way.]
Please come in. I could really use the company. I'm...not feeling my best.
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She nods slowly at the question. Of course she remembers.
And a part of her curses herself for not thinking of inviting Jiro in sooner.
Stepping aside wordlessly, she nods a second time, this time quicker.]
I'd like that a lot. [She says all in one breathless, unpausing way.]
Please come in. I could really use the company. I'm...not feeling my best.
[Obviously.]