Laurel took a deep breath and closed the door behind her as she entered NJ’s dorm. “I owe you an apology.” She sat across from him. “For.. everything. For blowing up like I did, for treating you like glass and for not being a very good girlfriend. And being a really shitty empath. I can feel you worried about me, constantly, and I know that I don’t do anything to ease those worries, so for that I really am sorry cause it seems exhausting.” She chuckled sadly about the last part. “I’m gonna do better, I promise. Zeppelin’s right, I can be an insufferable self martyr and that’s not fair to myself or the people that love me.. You deserve to have some normalcy, I don’t think normal includes your girlfriend trying to join a fight against a duke of hell, or any of my other missions.. I want to go on museum dates, I want to have picnics, or I want to try to do those normal things and just be in the moment and be teenagers like Clovis said... I’m sorry that I haven’t been listening..”