[ Shulkie's sitting on her hands on the couch, staring... at her feet. of course, she whined to Clint about her whole situation but she still doesn't feel very sure about any of this or her... uh... former psychiatrist who doesn't know he's former being here.
no subject
so she forces up a smile anyways. ]
So! Hi. Hey. What's up?
[ oh dear god someone shoot her ]