As Doctor Follen went on, Quinn found herself nodding gently along, as seemed to happen sometimes when he went on for a while and she thought he was right about it. And he was, in the end; she had started to consider the Aerie as hers. Her home. A [i]real[/i] home.

That said, she wasn't exactly happy about the only way to heal herself from the scar her parents had left being [i]time.[/i] She wasn't [i]surprised[/i] by it, but hearing it didn't exactly fill her with happiness, either: she'd always have to live with this on her back. And though Doctor Follen was sure it'd get lighter, she knew that it would never truly [i]go away.[/i] The tangled thoughts, the confused feelings, the crushing memories wouldn't ever just [i]go away.[/i] They may get less tangled, less confused, less crushing, but a part of her knew full well they would [i]never[/i] just leave her be.

"[color=ffe63d]Try to understand them,[/color]" she murmured to herself, face the picture of doubt as it dipped to look at her shoes. She didn't really understand a good deal of her feelings on the [i]best[/i] of days. How long would it take for her to understand ones this potent? She let slip a quiet, almost mournful sigh. If Doctor Follen thought that trying to understand them was important...well, she trusted him. If he thought so, then she'd try as hard as she could. "[color=ffe63d]I guess I can at least try.[/color]"

A beat passed in silence before she raised her head, meeting Doctor Follen's eyes again. She took a long breath, screwing up her courage for the next question. "[color=ffe63d]I have another question,[/color]" she said quietly. "[color=ffe63d]It's...it's about Roaki.[/color]"

Another pause as Doctor Follen kept looking at her, waiting for her to keep going, scratching away at his notepad. "[color=ffe63d]She still seems not to want to live, or at least not care about it.[/color]" As usual, now that she'd taken the first step talking, the rest came easier afterwards. "[color=ffe63d]You understand people, right? Do you know any way I can...I don't know, help her realize that her life is worth living?[/color]" And, tacked on at the very end in a voice barely louder than a whisper, "[color=ffe63d]I don't like seeing her like this.[/color]"