[ Perhaps that's part of it; they really have lost so much, and in times of uncertainty it only makes sense to cling that much harder to the things and people that are safe and familiar. Navia and Clorinde had been thick as thieves since they were little girls, and while it's impossible to forget what happened the day of her father's trial, she has a better understanding now of why things unfolded the way they did, and most important of all, she has closure about the whole thing. It means that she and Clorinde can... not exactly pick up where they left off, but build something new, perhaps.

At the comment about Running into people from home, Navia nods. ]

Wriothesley is here, too.

[ Mentioned with a straight face, like the two of them hadn't slept together the last time Navia had arrived at the resort. ]

I'm feeling fine. It's... strange being here, but there's nothing for it except to take things one day at a time. Most of the people I've met have been kind and helpful. A few have been... meh. But if we're here together, then we can look out for each other. I'm sure you're already planning on that, but it's not going to be a one-way effort, all right?