Maybe it would have helped to confront her right away or maybe not, Wen Qing had spent the time licking her wounds and being quite grateful that she had been given the space to try and put herself back together.

It was nobody's fault that by now, she had spent so many months continuously trying to put herself back together that she felt like she had run out of glue for good.

She was sitting on her bed again, looking at a book she wasn't even reading. Slowly, she stood up and went to the door, book still in hand. She knew the sight of her would likely alarm Lightning more, looking wan and pale and while not strictly speaking unkempt, only as far from it as she could go without worrying her roommates overly much.

"Light." Her eyes softened a little, though a smile was beyond her. Her eyes dipped to the supplies she had brought. "I guess you know."