She realized it was kinda petty, but Lisa was glad Yotsuyu wasn't here right now. She liked the lady well enough, but she was already overloaded. So as they come in and Lisa looks around, crouching to unlace her boots enough to slip off, she tries hard not to let her walls all the way down when the door shuts. Elliott seems to be a bit out of his depth, which is also her fault, but that's okay. When he offers her a pillow, she laughs, accepting it with a grin. "Or, you know. All of the above. Thanks, Elliott. I'll... figure something out, I guess." Suiting actions to words, her arms wrap around it more or less immediately.

That leaves her to go back to freaking out in relative silence, sliding gently onto the couch. "I might leave the TV off - I can m-make plenty of noise on my own. Will it... be too distracting if I sing?"