"I understand," Yukiko replies with a half-hearted shrug. The light fades from her, the cave dimming along with her mood. It wasn't like she wanted anyone to see her like that, at all, but it had been unavoidable, she supposes. It was going to come out, at one point or another, whether or not she wanted to admit it.

"It's, um...the same for me. I don't really know what to say, other than I guess? It's..." A sigh and she shakes her head. "I admit I'm afraid of that. I don't want to be seen as needy. I hate asking for help."