Wheeling Gull Isle good morning america!

She decided to play into it; marking borders seemed better than uselessly moping. 啊，那，对不起。。。 She mutters awkwardly, all the while noticing Ying's sniffling. Best not to address it. Instead Ying continues on, and Huā accepts her invitation, following beside the girl at even pace. 

The tension from the earlier confrontation still hung in the air like a fog, she could feel it thick and heavy. Huā wished she could dispel all the issues, and yet she knew not how. If only Mei were nearby- she could've provided a balance, a mediator. A calm mind to solve the struggles of two emotional girls. But Huā was not sure how, and so her lips were zipped for now, hoping Ying would find the right words to break uncomfortable silence.