Tuni sat back in silence and watched her friend as she wiped at her face. She shook her head in response though, offering the best, most reassuring smile she could muster. "Don't be sorry," she said softly, squeezing one of her hands again, "It's what friends are for. I'm glad you came to me even if I'm not sure how I can help."

She continued to smile at her, trying to think over what she could do to help. She really didn't know what to do but she shook her head again at Febs's remarks. "Just wait it out," she said, still trying to be somewhat hopeful, "Maybe there won't be anything to tell him. I know some girls can go a couple of months without it. Maybe wait another month?" There was a slight questioning tone to her words at the end. Perhaps waiting a little longer would be best.

But the final remarks brought a bubble of laughter from her lips and all she could do was reach forward and hug her friend. "There's the Febs I know," she said as she pulled back. Then a little mischievous of a though struck her. "I think we need some firewhiskey," she said, a twinkle to her eyes at that, "If nothing else, it'll settle your nerves. And then maybe you can tell me just how much better it all was than that book." A brow was raised when she finished, almost as if issuing a challenge to the other girl.

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