( She smiles a little more. It's easier to look at Sarah than it is to look at her arm, think about her arm. Doesn't mean she isn't thinking about it, though. Doesn't mean she doesn't keep remembering.

Her eyes shut for a second, mouth jerking downwards unhappily, and she gently squeezes Sarah's arm. )

Probably this is a point where I should mention I'm allergic to bees. Should always have an epi-pen handy, but I always forget.

( Diversions with humoouuurrr kind of. )