[She snorts, but that's the only answer for a good few seconds.]

I want Junko to be happy. I want her to know that she can have anything she wants in this world. [And maybe that'll mean she cures cancer and funds non-profit organizations. Maybe it'll mean she has three kids and a picket fence. Or something else entirely, the girl is so multi-faceted that sometimes Nariko's amazed they made a human being so fucking intelligent.] It's only right that I expose her blind spots, whether I'm ready to handle the idea of her going through something so major or not. I'll never be ready to see her do certain things, but I have to stop making decisions for her.

[Their kids are old enough now that their real job is to protect and gently guide them. A lot of the actual work is done.]

And ... I'm not jealous, at least not in any way that isn't my own fault.

[As in, she's jealous that she isn't the first, but that's going to Emily, not Junko, so it's very internalized.]