[ As she walks, her anger gradually fades. He came back, and that's what matters. It also leaves her too caught up in her thoughts to notice the rose, which is good. He'd have had a ton of questions thrown his way otherwise.

She sighs, following the signs that lead to the exit. At least it's easier to leave than it was to get this far. ]

It's okay. I'm sorry. I'm just...never mind. It doesn't matter now.

[ Still, she snatches up one of his hands, holding on tight. That'll surely keep him from disappearing again. ]

We can come back after I've changed. And. [ Her lips purse. ] Cleaned up...

[ She's not annoyed at him for that. She simply would prefer no more talk of The Picnic Experience gets brought up, even obliquely, and acknowledging what a mess she is likely to make that happen. Also, she'd rather no focus be put on her. Don't care about her! Don't acknowledge anything wrong about her! ]

What else were you interested in? I've been here longer, so...we should focus on what you want to do way more.