[Just hearing her say the words back means so much to her. Much more than she thought. Her hug tightens in turn. She's still shuddering with sobs, now less suppressed than before - now that she remembers she doesn't have to hide anything from her best friend. That she can cry as much as she wants.
Though the Han Solo comment draws a gross wet laugh from her, punctuated with sniffs and hiccups.]
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Though the Han Solo comment draws a gross wet laugh from her, punctuated with sniffs and hiccups.]
Y-you asshole! I can totally pull off Han Solo.
[Says the crying, shaking girl.]