Relief was probably the wrong word to use in the face of Lilo’s rising anxiety, but relief was what Rapunzel felt; she wasn’t the only one uncomfortable with their sudden change in living arrangements. She’d assumed her days of confinement were long over.. though that didn’t mean it wasn’t easy to slip back into old routine, sketchpad in hand. Ever curious about the new people around her, Rapunzel’s aimless doodles had shifted into a rough attempt at capturing the sharp angles of the cheekbones of the older woman accompanying them. “Don’t worry too much,” the blonde offered up from her crosslegged position, giving Lilo a shy smile, “We may have an all-you-can-eat safety net, but there’s other stuff people just gotta do if Scar wants his circus presentable. Maybe we can bargain for freedom through shower passes.”
The turn of attention to her didn’t help at all, with all the people talking to her it just made aware of how close they all are and how close everything was. With them so close talking in the enclosed space she obviously had to be breathing in their air which had to mean that the air was much more stuffy and suddenly the air felt very thick.
As with most people telling her to calm down did not help. She was however able to keep herself from physically freaking out. Instead of letting herself hyperventilate she slowed her breathing almost to the point of holding it in. She smiled to the woman and smiled, “No. Right. I’m good. Fine. Fine.”
Taking the stuffed friend from Zero, “Awe…It’s so cute. But I don’t want to hurt it.” With so much time with her dolls she was more inclined to treat things like this with care though with a pumpkin it wasn’t necessary. Instead she held it with both hands against her torso giving it a sort of hug and did indeed find it kind of soothing. But then held back out to him , “You should probably keep it. I’ll be okay.”
Climbing into a booth she took a seat on top of the backs instead of down where she was supposed to be. “I don’t care about freedom really, I don’t mind being locked in if it was a nice big open room. “
Watching from her spot at a table, Jessica’s eyes went from Zero and around the room back to Lilo. Poor girl must not care for closed in spaces under pressure. “It’s probably only protocol that we’re here,” she said, crossing her legs. “I’m sure everything’s fine. We’ll be out soon enough.”
Even if she wondered why herself they’d been put back into cars that weren’t their own as soon as they boarded to leave Norway. If it wasn’t anything of value, couldn’t they just have been told in their rooms? Or over breakfast? Nothing had changed in the dining room, the booths and tables were all still there - no, wait, a section had been cleared but that could mean anything.
Jessica wondered where Roger was and if he was okay, a twinge of something unpleasant in her belly thinking how they’d been separated again, remembering what had happened to him not too long ago.
"Everyone sit down, relax." She said as she got up to open the window. It only budged a crack, not opening entirely, which was strange. She pushed at it again a little harder and it didn’t move, but it would have to do for now. At least there was a small breeze of fresh air coming in. "There’s no good if we rile ourselves up, this entire thing will be done with shortly I’m sure and then we can go back to our rooms."
