[ She brings her hands to her chest, the worry expanding through her as she looks at him like a parent would their child as her lips curl up with a calm smile, her voice even. Although she has a slight idea as to what's going on here based on past experience, she doesn't seem to show ]

It's okay. If you're fine and even if you aren't -- I'm here for you, okay?

[ Because he doesn't look fine, even if he says he is. Not with that expression on his face, those words that flow out of his lips. ]

I don't really need any help right now, but... I think what you should do is do whatever you want to do without asking me what I want. There isn't anything that I want that you can give me, after all.