Roxy counted to ten before storming over to Jess. She wasnt really angry but anger was an old shield. It was her defense mechanism. Even though she knew that letting the other woman get close was the best way to protect Jess,at least from the emotions of others, it wasn't easy for her to do. She had build walls for a reason. She stopped by the desk and did her best not to glare at the empath. No of this was Jess' fault. 

[color=blue]"No one us going to think any less of you if you cant handle working the desk. Dealing with my crap wasnt part of the deal. I'll figure something out. You dont have to prove anything."[/color] Roxy had no idea what Jess was trying to prove but it clearly wasn't working. The empath pushing herself to readjust to life outside of isolation was probably going to do more harm than good.

With the limited they had Jess couldn't go far. But that didnt mean she had to sit at the desk. Roxy might not be the most organized person but she had been running this business for years without help she could continue to do so without any problems. Right now all she wanted was to give Jess a chance to find a place for herself in the world. It was one thing good thing she could do. She would do it despite the cost.