Ordinarily, Rise would have taken the opportunity to go into a case of dramatic bawling, but desisted for several reasons. One, she was too worn out. Two, she was sick and tired of crying. Three, she... just didn't feel like it, and she sniffled stubbornly, but returned Heather's hug almost immediately with her free arm. She didn't say anything else, silently reminding herself that it was over now, that it hadn't happened-- like Otacon had said, they were here now.

"R... right," she mumbled, giving them a nod, and so overwhelmingly relieved that they didn't think she was crazy-- and that Heather, for some reason, seemed to understand exactly what she'd gone through. She'd really have to go into more detail later.