Every sentence was an arrow to the heart, and Renamon's chest tightened painfully. Bringing a hand up to press against it, she focused on breathing; a simple thing. Breathe in, four counts... and out, four counts. Find your focus. Accept all of the pain and move with it.

Except she couldn't move.

She stayed where she was, and turned her head to look over her shoulder, eyes full of a sorrow she would never be able to show anyone else. She said nothing, merely looked at Rika for a few minutes.

Renamon shiftly slightly, still looking at Rika, but eying the nurses as well. "If you keep yelling, there'll be trouble."

Knowing that statement would probably only make the girl more mad and end this visit early, she came to a decision in her head. She stopped fighting herself, and did a quick turn, dropping to kneel on one leg facing Rika, head bowed. She spoke quickly and quietly. "Don't think for a second that I've forgotten you. Things are complicated right now, and whichever one of us is right doesn't matter, because I still know you, Rika. I could tell you your habits and mannerisms; define how you're feeling by which smirk you wear. I've known you in our past, and when all this is over, I swear that I will come find you and stay with you, and I'll learn even more about you." She raised her head to turn bright eyes to Rika. "So don't doubt me. No matter what happens we still carry each other in our hearts."