hey so my kinda gf lives here?

The amalgamation of emotions she was experiencing was confusing and overwhelming. If she was being honest, it made her want to stick her head in the sand, to ignore it entirely - but how could she walk away from Ophie, after all this time? For once she was at a loss for words, at a loss for how to feel and how to react, and she got no satisfaction at all from the uncomfortable way Ophie fumbled when she spoke.

"You've been gone for so long," she started, trying to recall how long it'd been but failing miserably. It'd been awhile, that was all that mattered. Kaija listened to what she had to say and mulled over it for a long time. "It would've been cool if you had told me you were going away. You know I trespassed into the Armada, looking for you? Your dad could've killed me," she started, her voice raising slightly in octave. She hasn't been considering that at first, not when she's been blind with worry for her friend, but she certainly had after.

"I thought maybe, I don't know, that they had hurt you or something. After all the stuff you told me about feeling like you had to stay there, about how they wanted you to be something you weren't."Was she saying all this properly? She wasn't sure, but it was how she felt, and the words came out all jumbled and confused. "Where did you go?" she wasn't outright angry, but the first ripple of frustration has started to ripple through her, causing waves as it ebbed out. If anything, she felt she deserved an answer for that.