"Is it okay," asked Libby, a little sheepish and pink in the face herself, even if her own awkwardness and embarrassment was borne entirely from how she was raised, "if I take a few pictures? For my friend back home? She's just been really loving how this place has been embracing Pride so far."

Zo had been claiming maybe she would join in on Libby's nursing program, too, just so she could go to school here, as well.