You notice Piper, approaching you with a cheerful wave.

You got a minute for me, Blue?

She takes a deep breath.

Just, what you said about Nat. I've been going over it again and again in my head, and what you said was right. Family's too precious. What kind of life is she gonna have if I never go near her again?

It's just, sometimes, it feels like the only things I've got in life is Nat and the paper. Having someone I can count on, someone like you, it's meant a lot to me. Not a lot of people want to hang around a nosy reporter.

She pauses, a small smile forming on her mouth.

I started the paper as an act of desperation more than anything else. It turned out, I wasn't the only one who wanted things of change. After the first couple of editions, people may not have agreed with what I said, but everyone was listening.

Piper's eyes grow distant.

When that first edition hit the stands, I felt like I'd finally done something worth doing, but afterwards, things, things changed. People didn't want to talk the way they used to. Seemed that overnight, I'd gone from Piper, friend and confidant, to Piper, the nosy snoop. A lot of folks, they haven't treated me the same since. It started to feel like the only person I could count on was my little sis.

She meets your gaze again, a vulnerability in her expression.

But you're not afraid of me like everyone else. I was sure that the paper would be the best thing I ever did in my life. But being with you here now, now, I don't know. I've needed someone like you in my life for a long time, Blue. I just never expected I'd actually get them.

Piper pauses, her voice losing down to a whisper.

So thank you. For being the friend I can count on.

It's just, Blue, I'm loud and pushy and constantly getting in over my head. Why would someone like you ever want to be a friend with someone like me?