[It's Tifa's turn to sit, stunned, as Lyria's arms wrap around her waist, but the feeling is short-lived before she's returning it, shifting so that she can embrace her fully. And as she hears her cry, she lets her hide, her chin resting atop her head so that the tears are hidden behind the long, dark curtain of her hair.

But there's a smile on her own face too, although a touch sheepish, as she looks up at Eustace.]

Hm. [She hums her affirmation to Lyria quietly, a hand brushing through her long blue hair.] You'll be so busy here soon that you won't have to worry about any of that.

[The dogs, the café, meeting all of the incredible people, and seeing everything this beautiful, vast world has to offer... She's sure that soon enough, it won't just be Eustace and Tifa who are the only ones she can turn to in this place.

Speaking of...]

You know... we should go do something fun. The three of us, and the dogs.

[The journal responses can wait a while, surely?]