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

The cab's atmosphere was stifling as Jess climbed in, dragging her luggage after her. Not from any environmental factor, but from the waves of claustrophobia coming off of Roxy, the sensation of airlessness, the knot of dread and resignation in her stomach. Just a shadow of what Roxy herself was feeling. Jess resisted the urge to squirm in her seat, not wanting to make the anchor feel guilty over something that wasn't her fault. She just hoped her mother wouldn't ask too many awkward questions, or get any more wrong impressions.

[color=teal]"So, uh..."[/color] Thinking back to what had helped last time, she dug her phone from her pocket and held out an earphone. [color=teal]"Music?"[/color] She scrolled through her library for something relaxing. It would only do so much, but even a temporary distraction was better than nothing, and like last time it would help them learn more about each other.