[She hums, giving Beaky's, well, beak, a gentle pat with her fingers before drawing her hands back to rest them in her lap. She just nods as Alex speaks, tucking her hands between her knees and swinging her feet absently back and forth.]

Yeah... I get it. Wash-san and Oma-kun seemed really upset when I talked to them, but...

[She stares down at the ground, between her swinging feet.]

For the first time in... a really, really, really long time, I don't feel horrible. It's the same feeling as when you're learning a really complicated piano piece, and finally play it all the way through without any mistakes. Just... like you're finally free to move on.