[@DriveEMOut]

Aya snuck out again, then hid, seeing Jean sitting outside. She frowned slightly. She remembered him as being unresponsive to her attempts at including him in activities. She sighed. She knew everyone needed a way to cope. But damn. She then thought, maybe if she'd been there for him more... She felt something wet on her hand and only then did she realize she was crying. She wiped away her tears, but they kept coming. a very tiny sniffle came from her. But she was far enough away from Jean he wouldn't hear her.