Oh, more hugs. Jade returns the hug as hard as she can, though his own crushing one kind of hurts. But god, it feels so good to see her friends again. Only...

She frowns and looks down. It's not as if she took care of herself particularly well; she's all angles and too small, practically holding her skirt up with her hands. Not that there's much of a proper outfit left; Jade's walking around barefoot, her shirtsleeves torn off.

"Oh, um. It's kind of a long story. I..." a pause. She doesn't want to talk about it. The people in heaven are nosy. "My hair is just fine..."