Becca sagged slightly when she was asked to stay. It was a momentary gesture that was easily missed. On the bright side, at least they would not know what the reason for the gesture was but all the same the girl found herself blushing.<span style="color: indigo">"Sure, no problem. Anything I can do to help."</span>The cheery tone in her voice only seemed the slightest bit forced and her usual smile was still on her face but inside she was just telling herself over and over that she just needed to remember to take deep calming breaths and she could get through this. With all the sincerity she could muster Becca silently prayed to any higher power that would listen that whatever Fanya needed it be brief.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>