I would say we could ask Rose what she thinks, but I don't particularly fancy hearin' her talk about, like, what it says about me that I actually need permission to feel like I should be eatin' somethin', because I can picture most of it and I don't think I want to...hear it.

[ it was stupid enough admitting it, and he hadn't really wanted to do that. his arms are still crossed over his eyes, but he's relying on the tonal cues and sensing dirk whenever he moves to try to read his brother. ]

Talk to me about your problems right now?