At the sight of Jill, Lucy swallowed heavily, but she managed a smile as she got closer. Though she was still unsettled, it was strangely cathartic, letting out all that she had in the church, so it wasn't as if she was quite as miserable as she'd spent most of her time being lately.

"Hey," she replied, her face unchanging despite the slight waver in her voice. Carrying out a conversation with someone who'd talk back was different than monologuing in a church to a God who may or may not have been real. "What's up?"