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[tearsthrulife]

If there was anything Rahne was good at, it was rolling with whatever was thrown at her. This situation was unexpected, to be sure, and completely unlike anything she'd had to deal with before, but she was determined nevertheless not to let the breakup - and Lord, it sounded juvenile to describe it as such - throw her off too much. There was just

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[ghostinthecity]

It was probably a bit odd, Annie knew that it was, but she couldn't help it. Nina might have shown up and George might be one of her best friends, but Rahne was a friend as well. There was no way that she couldn't say a word. That would just be awful.

So while she was debating what to do, she was puttering about doing chores which was what had led her to the laundry room in the first place. There was no need for this to ruin her friendship with the other girl. Quite the opposite actually. She didn't think there had to be divided loyalties at all.

"Hello there," she said softly with an awkward wave, deciding it was easier to not comment on the shirt.

[tearsthrulife]

Whether it was the voice itself or the fact that she'd been distracted that made the voice come as a surprise, Rahne didn't know, and didn't think it mattered, anyway. Either way, it was true, her eyes widening just slightly before she fixed them on Annie, corners of her mouth lifting in the faintest of smiles. Strange though it was, leaving the others had been one of the most difficult things about leaving at all, and any reassurance that she didn't have to have removed them from her life was a welcome one. She could manage on her own, but she and George had shared a good many friends, particularly ones whose loyalties would have automatically been aligned with him. That she had kept such friendships anyway was welcome, a relief.

"Hello, Annie," she replied, tossing the shirt into a dryer, wrinkling her nose as she did so. The response itself was light, casual, but not dismissive. The last thing anyone needed now was for her to get this wrong. "How are ye doing?"

[ghostinthecity]

"All right. How are you? Are you okay?"

Annie was not one to pick sides. She understood that it was something that people did, but she only liked to pick a side when it was absolutely necessary. Someone had to be gunning for her or her friends in order for her to openly take a side against them. So far this had not been the case. It was just a break up, as simple as that.

"Is there something that I can do for you?"

[tearsthrulife]

"No, but it's sweet of ye to offer," Rahne said, and meant it entirely, a rare warmth in her voice as she shot Annie a small smile. It wasn't much, but a little offer like that could go a long way; she wasn't the sort to harp on loneliness or ever really need anyone, but the knowledge that the others hadn't written her out of their lives, so to speak, was valuable. "I suppose I'm doing alright. About as well as could be expected, anyway."

[ghostinthecity]

"Oh it's the least that I could. You're my friend, after all."

It almost felt worth pointing out. George had been her friend for a bit longer, but Annie wasn't going to quibble over details. The boys were the boys, but proper girlfriends were something else entirely. They didn't get half as silly as George and Mitchell seemed to.

"That's good. I don't think anyone expects you to be perfectly all right. That'd be absurd."