[Maya isn't sure what she expected but it... certainly isn't this. It's mostly out of instinct that she manages to grab hold of Janis, holding her as close as she can. She doesn't understand the full context, but she can make a few connections. She can draw the important conclusions. Like how Janis had been hurt, and that Maya needed to make it right.]
That isn't true, Janis. [She kisses the top of Janis's head, wet hair be damned.] It can be different. It is different. We are different.
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That isn't true, Janis. [She kisses the top of Janis's head, wet hair be damned.] It can be different. It is different. We are different.