Squeezing her friend's hand back, Sadness contemplates their situation. Even though she feels safe, the questions they were needing to answer soon, such as where they would sleep, begins to weigh heavier and heavier on her mind. After a little bit, she ends up leaning on her friend, mostly because the last thing she wanted to do was roll forward off of the bench onto her face. As optimistic as Joy was, Sadness couldn't keep that up for very long in any situation.
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