[Touko keeps clinging to Jean and leans her head into her shoulder to look down at both their feet. She has felt safe a small handful of times in the past two years, enough that she could count them and still have fingers to hold her bird on. She wants to be able to fold down one more finger, but it still doesn't seem right to her that she's here.]

It's too much at once for anyone at all. I don't care if you're the one supposed to be fixing me or putting me first or whatever you want to call it. I don't want to get my hopes up.