[center][color=teal][h2]Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey[/h2][/color][/center]

Jess nodded. [color=teal]"Ok, then... uhh..."[/color] As she shuffled to the row of outdoor tables, she tensed and twitched. That feeling of resentment grew. It wasn't just from Roxy, she realised. A young couple sat chatting nearby, holding hands, yet beneath the cheerful act, bitterness seethed from at least one of them. Pretending not to have noticed, Jess edged away. She couldn't help it, but it still felt wrong to intrude like that. She headed to a table right at the end.

[color=aqua]"Jess? Are you ok there?"[/color] her mother asked.

No. No she wasn't. Neither was Roxy. This whole situation was anything but ok. [color=teal]"Y-Yeah,"[/color] she replied nonetheless. This spot was the most isolated part of the area, but she kept her voice low to make sure none of the few other people sitting outside would hear. [color=teal]"Uh, it's just... still got to get used to being back here... I mean, I still pick up on a little from other people. Just not like befo-"[/color]

As if it wasn't already too late, she stopped herself. She looked down at the ground, away from the other two. How much did Roxy know about the way empaths and anchors worked? She'd already mentioned she knew they had to stay within a close range at first, but her guarded behaviour suggested she may not be aware of other details. If she wasn't, and Jess had just let them slip... Roxy wouldn't react well in the slightest.