Jara let out a long breath as she seemed to collapse back into the chair, energy bleeding out of her. Kat just watched it happen. The burning anger and indignation replaced by the look of a woman who was tired from holding the weight of the world. Kat was a little surprised at that, but reading between the lines it wasn't so ridiculous. If Jara's mother was as lazy as mentioned it was likely Jara was doing her research, learning how to run things, and running a number of things her mother couldn't be bothered with. Add onto that the constant threat of marriage and dealing with idiots in general and apparently the poor girl really needed to vent.
"I shouldn't have done that," whispered Jara. The words slowly falling from her mouth slowly, as if they were edging towards a cliff face without knowing about the water at the bottom.
"It's fine, I don't mind," said Kat easily. It was true too. She'd dealt with much worse tantrums from younger kids.
