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Jami sighed, nobody ever meant to be depressed. Raye had every right to be depressed today. If Jami's babies was murdered by her demon, Jami would be pretty upset too. Luckily she didn't have to worry about babies at the moment anymore. She gave up that life style. The human's were right when they said being a mother was better for when your older.

"I happens."

"Yeah," she sighed, shifting a little.

She didn't feel particularly comfortable being depressed in front of someone. Let alone someone she didn't know all that well.

Usually she just curled up in the corner of her room and waited it out no matter how long it lasted. She had come out here today to be away from even the possibility of people walking into her room and trying to talk to her. She really wasn't in the mood for light, cheerful talk and didn't want to bring down anyone else's mood.

"Wish it wouldn't happen so often, though."

Jami stood up and stretched out a little. She closed her eyes and felt the breeze blowing through her silver hair. "Raye, let head back. They are probably serving food,or maybe you could get some rest, where I am not afraid you'll fall to you demise." She smiled a little, and sounded like she cared. Well she did. They were going to be be friends now for sure.