It's alright, I'll just wear it.

[ It's what she'd originally meant to do, anyways, pulling the hoodie over head and tucking the tag in behind her neck so it doesn't poke her when she puts the hood up. Like this, the entire world gets blocked out besides what's right in front of her. Which is just Terry. Like he's the only person left in the entire world that's become nothing but darkness. ]

But, hey. It... was a good day. I had a good time. I need you to know that, because...

[ Because she sure doesn't look like she's having a good time, staring somewhere around Terry's navel instead of his face. ]

...I didn't think I could have a good day ever again.

[ She didn't think she could be happy ever again. She keeps thinking about them. Even the black hoodie she has on, rather than comfort, it reminds her of Kano's and him dead in her arms when all she could do was cry. Every time she wants to smile, there's a crushing sense of guilt, because she doesn't want to be the only one smiling. She doesn't want to be the only one here. ]

I— [ her voice breaks, and she drops it to a whisper ] I really miss them.