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It felt so good to hear someone else calling Taym names. It helped, because she couldn't do it any longer.

Bix was a comfort; she appreciated the arms of someone attached to nothing, not even her. She needed vague insults that held no weight, because they both knew every word they said was tinged with affection. It was exactly what she needed, for the first few minutes. But soon, she knew she would need more. She needed Thaw.

She uncurled from the tight grip she'd surrounded Bix's waist with, and looked up at him with a curious piercing gaze. Her voice was tiny. Scared to ask the question.

"Does America know?"

Suddenly, Maebe felt so, so small.

"It's gonna be hard." She warned him, not that he didn't know. "She's not going to want to talk to anyone. I don't envy you right now." Or her, she silently left off. This wasn't fair to America. This wasn't fair to anyone.

She suddenly felt the awkwardness of having been curled up in a stranger's arms for this long, and her lips lifted with a quirked smile. "If you need any help. Call me. I love her. I'd do anything to help her right now." She admitted, as she uncurled from his arms, and let him go.