Amaya smiled broadly. "Well finally you came to your senses then. You should have told me this waayyyy earlier."
She leaned back and put her hands on Junko's shoulders. "Alright. As your best friend I'll help you with all that stuff."
Amaya gave her a sceptical look. "You won't get around the hospital, honey. Somebody's gotta patch you up again."
Then she looked down on herself and frowned. "And now my clothes are ruined too." Then she smiled again. "Nevermind."
She hardly leaves Junko time to reply. "And then when you're all pretty again I'll help you with 'that guy'".
Then she got up and reached for her phone. "Now, while we wait for the medic, you can tell me about that guy you like."
