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Stargirl leans against Dori's shoulders, her knees tucked to her chest as she rocks back and forth on the balls of her feet. She is silent for the longest time in a while since Leo had split up with her, and it isn't the silence Dori is used to between them, the companionable silence that is usually quick to dissolve when Stargirl opens her mouth and talks about shooting stars or the difference between Red Vines and Twizzlers and what they really wore in the '20s, but she doesn't do anything to break the silence.
Dori wraps her arm around Stargirl and lets Stargirl lay her head on her chest. She just sits there and plays with her, a strange melancholy taking over her and enveloping the two of them, and Dori strokes Stargirl's arm softly.
"You are so soft," Dori says, and when she realizes it had slipped out from her lips even though she didn't mean for it to, she claps her hand over her mouth instantly. "No, really. I'm not being creepy," she says, knowing that she is digging a deeper grave for herself, but Stargirl just smiles to herself beside her. "You are really, really soft."
"Okay," Stargirl says, pushing a loose strand of her sandy blonde hair back behind the shell of her ear. Her freckles seem like stars under the sterile yellow light of her room. "What are you trying to do, Dori? Why are you rambling?"
"I'm just... I'm just trying to cheer you up," Dori says, her face flushed bright pink. "I thought that if I embarrassed myself enough in front of you, you might want to talk and tell me why you're sad." She smiles. "I guess it worked." She pauses. She presses her lips together. "I mean, at least the first part. You don't have to tell me why you're sad. At least, not if you're not ready and you don't want to."
"I guess it worked," Stargirl repeats. She turns her head and looks up at Dori. "Have I ever told you this? I don't know if I've ever told you this, but you're a good friend."
Dori pats Stargirl's shoulder, smiling to herself.