[he answers and then disappears into the bathroom to fill the glass and she's hit with a sense of guilt because it's her fault that he's not okay. maybe not all her fault, but at least partially. she absorbs that guilt and takes a breath before standing again, feeling distinctly uncomfortable even though he's invited her there.
taking the glass when he offers it, she follows his gaze to the painting and, though she knows it's not being given out of a sense of sentimentality, she thinks about the things she's owned over the last several years and feels oddly touched anyway.]
Thanks. [taking a sip of the water, she follows it with a clearing of her throat.] Did you want to talk or? [he says he's not okay and she's not sure if she's supposed to help him fix it or not. she wants to. she doesn't want to be the reason he feels awkward.] How can I help?
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taking the glass when he offers it, she follows his gaze to the painting and, though she knows it's not being given out of a sense of sentimentality, she thinks about the things she's owned over the last several years and feels oddly touched anyway.]
Thanks. [taking a sip of the water, she follows it with a clearing of her throat.] Did you want to talk or? [he says he's not okay and she's not sure if she's supposed to help him fix it or not. she wants to. she doesn't want to be the reason he feels awkward.] How can I help?