Jaina didn't emo. She could be sad, and contemplative if she really had to be, but she didn't dwell on things enough to be emo. Things she didn't want to deal with were repressed, problems she had to deal with were dealt with, and that was that. The current time situation with John was a problem, and one she was determined to get around. She couldn't fix it, but she could work with it.

She thought that maybe Leia might be relieved that her daughter had finally actually started working at a relationship she wanted to keep when threatened after a year of trying to convince her that that wasn't so scary. Then she realized Leia'd probably assumed Jaina would figure that out in her own time. Her mom was kind of awesome that way.

One of the steps to working around her problem was getting an iPhone. No, seriously. While for some reason this made her feel a little strange, since in all this time she hadn't really needed to buy into Earth tech (because it was primitive), it meant she could figure out when and where she was whenever she needed to. She'd be bouncing back and forth between here, home, and wherever and whenever John was; she was going to need that. Plus it meant she could access E-mail no matter where she was, though souping this thing up to make sure that could actually happen was out of her expertise. She found herself wishing her brother Anakin was around to do that, but she instead buried that thought and told herself instead that Lowie should be able to do that for her when she went home next.

For the moment, she was sitting on her bed- now with new and improved bedding- playing with the phone and trying to figure it out, as instruction books were for those without aptitude between receiving and making some calls.

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