Sarah was like a puppy, or a kitten, with a new toy when it came to worrying about people. It was endearing, adorable, and yes...suffocating when directed toward a person. Heather, herself, didn't really have to suffer through it most of the time. It was the advantage of being not only cute, but very much sane. Plus, her parents were in Brooklyn so it wasn't as if there people to worry about her close by. Should the need arise.

Still, Heather worried about Sarah most of the time. Well, in moments like this. She'd gotten better with the day to day worries, when she'd realized that it wasn't helpful and just stressed everyone out. However, things like best friends being seriously hurt and people coming back from the dead, and brothers....brothers.

Ty probably worried everyone more than Heather could possibly worry about Sarah on her own.

Sighing, Heather shook her head to clear it as she stuck her chopsticks back into her to-go box of lo main noodles and leaned back on the couch. Watching the tv she barely heard the door open, and wouldn't have even thought twice about it if the dog hadn't stood up and run at the door. And after a brief panic, Heather focused on Sarah's face with a bit of confusion and then a smile.

"Hey, baby. I didn't know you were coming home..." She did look, however, very much as if she needed a hug. And a hug was what she got.