You don't tell them. Just...don't hesitate to change, in front of them. You can explain after, because there is no natural way to share it. It's...not...natural anyway. Not to them.

[That's all she can get out, before she's being pulled into a hug, and the tears roll down her cheeks. She buries her face against Usagi's shoulder, a heavy sigh the only sound she makes. She's...pretty good at not crying loudly. She certainly isn't sobbing.

She's just tired, more than anything. And while Usagi being here is a whole other pile of stress inducing moments, it's nice seeing her again. More than nice, really.]

I'm...not...going to accept that apology. I wanted to spare you and the others this. Deerington is hell, Usagi. You should be getting ready for your wedding, not worrying about a bad dream.