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Val's at a table in the bar with a book. There's a bit of blood on her skirt (not her own, say thankya) and she seems rather engaged in what she's doing. However, distraction is always lovely.

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"I hope so. I really do care about you, Jaina. And I want to help if there's anything at all I can do." She smiles.

Jaina nods, forcing a dry chuckle. "Think you could tell us what to do about Zekk?"

Val smiles, seriously. "I think you should just talk to him. Not mentally, but actually sit down somewhere and speak it." She pauses. "There are times that Luke and I try to get away with just thinking things which should really be talked about. For what it's worth, I think you need to tell him that you need some space. That's what I'm understanding, at any rate. You need to talk to Jag, and see where that is, afore anything else happens. And you need space to really think about things." A pause. "Oh, and don't be stupid like your aunt and just run off. That doesn't solve anything."

"We did that. We were talking yesterday. And then we kissed." Jaina shakes her head, silently cursing the galaxy.

"Wait, what do you by that?" She's referring to the being stupid like your aunt part.

"That's what I was meaning, Jaina. You need to talk about the kissing bit. Explain that you're confused."

She pauses. "Um, well, I kinda ran off, back to my 'verse about four days before the wedding. I was confused, and thought that I was doing Luke a favour by disappearing. Let's just say that it was rather stupid. I should have talked to him."

Jaina nods, she hadn't known that. "It's easier not to talk sometimes, isn't it?"

She stands from the table, smiling at Val. "Thanks for the talk, aunt. Good night."

Val smiles gently. "Anytime, niece-mine. Sleep well when you do."

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