"This isn't your fault. You aren't a girl, anymore. You're a strong woman." [i]Freya had taken to saying, breaking away from the hug for a few seconds, her hands slipping up to Traci's shoulders. The woman's hands would caress Traci's shoulders, as she smiled.. a little wider than before.[/i] "...We're going to work this out. First.. we should find a place for you, to stay, if you don't have a home. The Dojo isn't safe for you."