At first, Makoto didn't notice Ryan or Phoebe join them. She did notice when Phoebe grabbed her hand though. It was a familiar touch, a comfort, a true and dear friend. It pulled at the edges of her mind, tugging her back towards the here and now.

Makoto took a deep breath and let the air rush out in a sigh. She was more present now, after taking a few moments to absorb what's been going on. It would take a day or two before she could really begin to tackle the situation with her mom but until then, she still had to do what she could. Shifting her head, more responsive to her environment now, to look at the people who surrounded her. Despite everything she still had her friends. 

[color=fff79a][b]"Thank you."[/b][/color] She said, looking each friend in the eye and squeezing Phoebe's hand back. Despite her own pain she let her eyes rest on Phoebe's, curious as to why her eyes were also red. It struck Makoto like lightning, a silly bit of information for Makoto to overlook. Her already meek and tired body language took on a more empathetic tone. Makoto hadn't seen Mr. Wayne recently, but then again she hadn't been looking. She should ask if they were able to find Pheobe's dad but she didn't want to stir up more pain. Surveying the scene once more she began to feel a touch better.