She couldn't help but smile when she saw him again. It was simply instinctual. She shared the same optimism as he did, unbeknowst to her, that because they had managed to talk somehow, things would get better. Things would.
She took in his appearance, wondering if he had paced before she'd arrived, and somehow knowing he had. Knowing that he'd need a confirmation that she really wasn't mad, that she really believed her words, that she was mature enough to be able to get over her own silly little jealousies.
"Neji..." she said, after a long time, one hand rubbing her neck. "I missed you."
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