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

As soon as she heard the door open and felt Roxy's presence shift, Jess rose, hurrying to get ready herself. Heading to the living room, she noticed the gleam of the knives as Roxy slipped them into her boot. She shuddered, gripping her overnight bag tighter. The situation wasn't likely to get [i]that[/i] dire, was it? Just how much danger were they in?

She shook her head at Roxy's question. [color=teal]"No, I'm good. Nothing much anyway,"[/color] she murmured, grabbing a cereal bar from the cupboard. No time for a leisurely breakfast and coffee, not that relaxation would be an option even if there was. She sat down, shoulders hunched, eyes shifting towards the window every so often. 

[color=teal]"While we're over there, let's think of next week the best we can,"[/color] she said. It wasn't much of a suggestion, but it was all she had to offer. [color=teal]"And the weeks after that. Let's think which activities to try."[/color] Maybe focusing on things to look forward to after the visit would help them get through it.