[color=blue]"There's no need to apologize Devika. It's no one's fault."[/color] Roxy growled. She didn't need or want the other woman's pity. Her life hadn't been great but she knew others had it worse. She had mostly been proud of her life. Things changed when she turned sixteen but she still didn't have it that bad. She had built a life she was mostly happy with. It didn't matter that her mother had abandoned her when she was 9 or that her father had betrayed her when she was sixteen. 

[color=blue]"This isn't the first time I've been left and it isn't likely to be the last."[/color] Roxy told Devika. She had been alone most of her life. That was one of the reasons this whole thing was so hard for her. [color=blue]"I'll be fine. I can survive a couple of days of awkwardness."[/color] She assured Devika. Being uncomfortable wouldn't kill her. There were worse things. [color=blue]"Can we go back now that you're reassured I'm not going to fall apart?" [/color]