[ Mmkay well, if she can't get him inside then the other thing Saya is good at is pivoting. She settles down and stretches out beside Wukong on the dead lawn, then motions for MK to do the same if he wants to. Not exactly clinging or anything, but she will hold Wukong's hand if he'll let her. If he allows that, she'll get a bit closer. ]

[ The rotted grass and plants make her nose tickle a bit, nothing she can't handle. ] It's nice out, though. We can stay out here and be comfortable. Can't we, MK?

...I think the same about myself, sometimes. I know MK does too, because we both think way too much alike. I never settled on whether I deserve happiness or not, but I know that you both make me happy. I'm so lucky to have met you both, even if I did have to go through Hell first.

[ She means every word, of course, but she's also just talking. She has a soothing voice and it's instinct to use it. ]

...Do you want to tell us more about it? If not, that's fine, but I know we both want to listen. Help, if we can.