[ Small. Enclosed. But private. That's fine with her as Red steps inside and waits and then the doors shut and they're finally away from prying eyes. She can't help but let some of the tension bleed away. Even if she's still dressed in the ridiculous outfit; barely covered in a way that matters by the fluttering cape and the ridiculous "armor" bikini sort of thing. She closes her eyes, takes another breath, and then opens them again to look at Cellinia. ]

Yeah. I guess that's true.

[ She frowns. ]

...are you OK?

[ That's always the question, isn't it? But are any of them, ever, when they're stick here? She reaches a hand out, pauses, as if she's not sure she's allowed. ]

I can't say I missed you since I didn't even realize I was missing anything. But... it's still good to see you.