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"If that's what you want. If that's really what you think is best, then do it." She admitted, she wasn't omniscient she couldn't tell Skye definitively what the best answer was. She often acted like her empathy granted her much more insight than it did. "I can't tell you what's right, All I can really tell you is to be honest with yourself, and if you're struggling with that give me a kick and I'll do it for you." She replied with a soft smile that quickly turned into another blush when she got squeezed.

She did promise, didn't she? No way she was breaking her word to Skye. Odd though... Emily had never really thought about the giving their word or being honest thing before. The whole situation with her mum had made her extremely distrustful of people, and she figured that if her mother could lie about things, then Emily shouldn't be giving her word over things. But she wanted to keep her word to Skye. And it wasn't just that she liked being around the lovely girl, and it definitely wasn't just that she had feelings for Skye. It was something else. Skye made her want to keep her word, maybe prove that she wasn't just some toxic person that couldn't maintain a relationship even through some trouble... Wow. There was something to unpack there.

Emily's cheeks flushed in the most brightly they ever had, it was quite a fetching contrast on her pale skin. She looked straight up at the ceiling, away from Skye and counted to 10 in her head, internally struggling a little. "But some of them can be good. Or at least I don't dislike them." She muttered, kind of talking herself in circles for a second before taking in a deep breath, mentally slapping herself.

"Okay. F*** it. Honesty." She took one more quick breath and sat up a little, so Skye was still lying her head back gently against her and leaned down, so she was in Skye's face. Weirdly it was less scary to do it when she was in her face. "Skye, I have genuine feelings for you. I'm sorry if that complicates things for you, but I don't want to lie to you. I..." She smiled, still completely red. "You're the closest I've been to another human in literally years, and I don't think it's just a funny coincidence, I think it's because you're you." Okay. She said it. She froze. Weirdly... Emily's arms had stopped shaking, even though she was basically holding Skye and had just confessed something super awkward.

When Emily finished speaking, and she felt Skye's reaction she leaned against the other girl as close as she could. This was the closest she'd been to somebody in years, period. Both physically and emotionally. She hadn't realised how much she'd missed it, Emily had just resented the pain that came from situations like this going wrong and had shut herself off from pretty much everybody. She was now slowly starting to come to the realisation that it might have been a mistake. She supposed for all the lecturing she gave to Skye, she probably had just as many if not many more issues herself. Go figure. She sighed gently, closing her eyes.

"If you're confused and you can't work it out on your own, you need closure. It's that easy." She explained softly. "And it might be negative, I hope it's not. But either way I'm here for you Skye." On reflection the alcohol had probably helped with some of her social hang ups in this situation. She definitely wasn't thinking about the fact her and Skye were touching much at all, and she'd also been pretty honest. Barriers were still up there, just not as impossibly high.

She blushed and fidgeted at the genuine heartfelt compliment. She was glad her eyes were closed, it made it easier to pretend it wasn't there. Comments like that really meant something coming from Skye. She ought to say something.

She opened her eyes and glanced down at the sweet pink haired woman with an unusually timid smile on her cheeks. "Maybe not all of them are good. But." She didn't finished the thought, she leaned her head out of site gently, hiding another blush from Skye and holding her close. Okay, so maybe she had romantic feelings for Skye.

"I do." She replied immediately, with sincerity. "And you know at this point that I understand downsides, and not having an off switch." Admittedly though, Emily hadn't suffered a headache since they'd been in her room, she'd been distracted. Go figure.

"I don't." She responded softly again when Skye exclaimed she wished she didn't feel things like she did. "I know it hurts. Trust me, I literally know." She paused before pressing on. "The fact that you feel things so deeply is part of what drew me to you in the first place, so if you didn't I'd probably not have a friend right now. I mean that literally, you're the first person I've connected to in god knows how long." She admitted a little sheepishly. "And yeah, it would probably be easier to deal with, but you wouldn't be so happy when you experience joy, I think. Everything balances out." She added with a smile.

Some of the tension had melted away now, and Emily smiled when the emotions shifted again, and basked a little in the brief pink glow this time. "I don't make anything easy, if you have not had the chance to work that out yet." She admitted with a soft smile.

Heh. Confusion. Fun. Nerves and tension rose again. "So even though your power might lead you to believe otherwise emotions are not clean cut and a one at a time thing, they are complex and nuanced." She explained with a little shrug that was not fully visible. "I'd also suggest... Again, from personal experience." God Skye was making her think about her drama with Kendra a little. Her voice had some shake to it. She was over that, right? She didn't think about Kendra anymore, and she was certainly not in love with her anymore.

"If you want my opinion, you wouldn't be in such profound agony over her if you didn't lover her." She ventured. Yuck. Feelings.

Emily leaned down next to Skye and took an inhalation before hugging the other girl again, probably pretty hard. That could happen when you were out of practice. And also maybe terrified of touching another human. "I'm not going anywhere, can't get rid of me that easily." She soothed warmly.

Quirking an eyebrow at Skye. "Oh? So maybe you're not totally adorable and defenceless then. I suppose you might have some fangs." She teased.

Emily blinked, a little cohesion coming back to her brain as Skye started replying. She listened intently and pouted underneath her arm, taking in what the other girl was saying. She supposed she could see why Skye's power frustrated herself, she could be sympathetic, obviously. Emily's power didn't cause those around her physical discomfort, just strife when they found out what it was doing.

"Yeah. I get that. I wish..." She blinked and sat up "Whoa." She was definitely drunk. She took a moment to steady herself against the desk, leaning against it, very close to Skye but not actually touching her. She let Skye finish and felt a little sad smile twist at her lips.

Skye clearly missed Mari in all kinds of ways. She really must have loved her. And the fact that she could recognise the two of them had broken up was healthy. It meant that if she really wanted her back, if she really should do that, it was a real possibility. Recognising the situation was very important.

She slowly stood up, wobbling a little as she did and reached a shaky hand out, planting it on Skye's shoulder. The little vibrations of her nervousness were probably evident. "So first" She cleared her throat and popped a can of coke taking a big sip before placing the hand back on the shoulder, slightly less shakily than before. "I actually kind of love your power. It's unique and expressive, and I'm sure that you have every reason to hate the negatives but.. Honestly, it's kind of beautiful. I wish I could affect the world around me in some way."

She smiled sadly again. "The reason I said that is because I wish I could help take away or take on some of your sadness because it sucks. I'm glad you're thinking more about things, and you're finding your own happiness and grounding it in yourself instead of others. That's good." Emily hoped not too much of it was getting grounded in her.

She gently ran a fingers through the flopped purple mohawk and smiled again. "Break ups are not the end of the world. Life goes on. As I'm sure you're now realising, and I know it sounds corny but I get where you are. Really I do when I-" She stammered a little. "When I went through that sh** I wallowed for a long time. I'd become so reliant on somebody else's emotions I didn't recognise my own very well, I still don't sometimes." She conceeded.

"And if you are broken up, and you love her as much as it feels like you do... You can try to do something about it. If that's what you want to do, I support you. If you need time to get your thoughts together before you speak to her, I'll help, or give you space if that's what you want. And if it doesn't work out... Well, it'll suck but it won't be the end of the world, you have friends hobbies and things that you want to do like your training with-" Something caught up in her brain.

"Wait did you say training with the X-men?" She had an amused edge to her voice. "That's a thing too." She said softly.

Emily caught what Skye said and winced. The emotions that she was experiencing caused her serious discomfort. why couldn't things just be simple? Everything had seemed so easy earlier today. Had she set a weird precedent when she'd invited Skye over to play games and hang out? She recalled Skye's excitement earlier that she'd questioned her on. Should she have picked up on it earlier and tried to detangle this web before everything got caught up? Did she catch it and just not want to?

Emily was actually covering her eyes with her arm drawn across her face, her purple locks spilling like a violently coloured cocktail across the floor behind her. Everything was starting to spin quite a lot now and not looking at the ceiling was nice. Her eyelids were being bathed in a vague purple and occasionally pink glow from Skye, which was nice. She liked both of those colours. She really thought orange and yellow suited her, but she didn't mind pink too much.

"Do you ever wish you could change thingsh about your power?" Emily asked, her voice a little less coherent than before. Maybe having multiple drinks in a short space of time without eating much during the day at all was a mistake. Oops.

"I do. All the time." she admitted, not really hearing Skye's words, her arm gently covering her vision. "Usually it's just why can't I have an off switch..." the words hung in the air for maybe 30 seconds while her impaired cognition caught up with her.

"sometimes.. I wish I could help other people with what they feel. Throw away the sadness, up the joy. an sometimes I wish I could control my own."

Okay. Okay okay okay. Okayyyy. Skye was definitely feeling some romance. That wasn't what Emily had intended. Right? No it definitely wasn't. Right...? The discomfort she felt in Skye rocked her like a slap. Emily suddenly felt very twisted and uncomfortable herself. Even if it was all unintentional Emily didn't want Skye to feel unhappy or uncomfortable, she sucked in a little through her teeth in reaction.

"All I want." She forced the words to come out of her mouth. Her brain would obey dammit! "Is for you to feel like yourself, and be happy. If the old you is the shape that it takes, so be it." She soothed honestly. Ugh, why did that feel so weird to say. Maybe it wasn't all she wanted? She didn't know what she wanted. She should really get back to dealing with how she dealt with Kendra and start repressing the crap out of things.

And then Skye spoke again. ****. "Hey, no. You're wrong about that." She shot back quickly. "Firstly, you don't need me at all. You're strong, determined and gorgeous. You're really good at video games, stylish and funny. You'd be fine on your own." Emily briefly thought about reaching over and wrapping her fingers around Skye's and then was immediately thankful that Skye wasn't a mind reader or an empath herself.

She forced herself to think platonically and still blushed because of the words that spilled out of her mouth at Skye. "Since meeting you I've done something I was terrified to do, actually several things. And I've made a second friend (I think), what possibly could make you think us hanging out hasn't been good for both of us." She leaned towards Skye, romantic tension off her mind entirely for a moment regardless of implications of body language.

"And none of this leaves this room. If you tell people I said any of this I deny it super hard, got it?" She replied with a grin, awfully close to Skye.

Emily giggled when Skye tried to keep her face straight and failed absolutely. "You know you can try and keep a straight face with me all you like, but I know what's behind your smile~" Whoa. Okay, that came out far more flirtatious than intended. Hopefully Skye with her confused feelings wouldn't misinterpretation that.

"I will take credit for being a f*** awesome friend, and plying my weird friend with alcohol~" She teased back. "As long as you don't tell my boss." She looked up thoughtfully for a moment. "I wonder what she'd think of us hanging out... Actually, she'd probably be happy that I'm actually socialising more." She admitted with another giggle.

Damn, the alcohol was making it harder to hold off those nefarious giggles. Emily bit her lip to stop more escaping. Nope, now they just sounded like snorts. Maybe that was better.

They downed the boss as Skye asked the question Emily turned to her with a raised eyebrow. "What do you think I need you for?" The question had actually had innocent intent, truly.