[She sagged, her fingers relaxing their hold on Rinoa's forearms. One went up to the shoulder and gripped languidly there while her head came in to rest against the opposite one. The other went to her waist. Was it a hug, or was she just leaning against her? Little hard to say, but she pressed with the hand at the shoulder and with her weight, trying to give the non-verbal cue that she was hoping to get them down, seated. If she could get Rinoa to play along, she'd try and set in her lap.]

... [Sigh] You... realize that it might be because I wish I was as important to you as he is, right? I don't know if that's what's going through my head. Most people push me away when I get this jealous, so I never explore the why. But you have to realize that might be it, don't you?

[She closed her eyes. Rinoa would probably forgive that too. She was pretty sure of it, because it just seemed in her nature. She almost wanted to tell her that if he were here, she wouldn't be able to appease them both. You couldn't make everyone happy. In her mind, someone always lost, usually her.]

But... if you're ok with it, I... might want to figure out why I'm jealous for once.