Makoto entered Ryan and Phoebe's home and allowed them to go upstairs on their own. Of what little she knew of relationships, she knew that coming back together and having a chance to breathe after a tragedy can be key. She cared for her friends more than she could say, and wanted only the best for them. Putting her bag down in the front hall, glad to be rid of it's weight and untied her shoes. She could still see the outline of her cellphone, the one that was indestructible and could contact Storm on. Her heart heaved in her chest, threatening another breakdown but she did her best to hold it in. Everyone had been so strong, she wanted to be too. Standing up, Makoto ventured further into the somewhat familiar house.

[color=fff79a][b]"Hello Miss Ivy."[/b][/color] she spoke, as respectful a tone as possible. She remembered the flora women's wrath if angered and so Makoto was always careful to tread lightly.