She wipes her eyes with the back of her hand but it doesn't do much other than probably smudge her mascara a bit. She's not in any state to stop crying. Not really in the mood, either. At least if she's crying she knows this is real.

Maybe.

"Coffee is always good," she says finally. Her voice a lot smaller than it had been. She was too damned exhausted to put up much of a fight. She could always do it later if it looked like it would help anything. Or just make her feel better. "But really, though. I mean the whole ren faire thing is cool, you can definitely carry it off, but it's not exactly filling me with a lot of confidence here. You know, with the whole --"

She waves her hand around to gesture vaguely at everything.