[ Piper moves as Fayura indicates to sit at one of the tables, carefully holding the plate in her hand. At home, her father's chef would wrap her peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in gold leaf, he was so offended by her simple request. He'd never serve anything that looked like this. And Piper had never looked at anything that he cooked with such gratitude. ]

I'm pretty sure that kindness is exactly what people should thank others about. [ There's a bit of a spark of stubbornness in her eyes now, and she sits straight. When she forgets to hide herself, Piper has a natural confidence and grace, a surety of movement - and it comes out now. ] You brought us here, so it's fair and right that you answer questions about things like -- random disappearances. [ That stab of pain in her heart sharpens; she ignores it ] And I appreciate that you are being right and fair. But this? [ Gesturing between them to the ice cream, the restaurant, the caring. ] This is more than that. And I'm grateful to you for it, because it is very kind.

[ And even if she didn't get to treat Fayura to the ice cream, she's going to remember this and try to reciprocate somehow. Because she felt terrible, worried and alone, and now she felt a little bit better. Now at least she knew Jason was okay. And Fayura had offered to listen, and that meant a lot.

Plus, ice cream.

She doesn't quite sink back into herself after her speech, but she does glance down to the cookie and ice cream and lift up her spoon. ]

And let me think about that for a minute?

[ Because it really was hard to think of anything other than her loss. Maybe the ice cream would help. ]