[ She can't refute it now, can she? She was worried, and she still is. The things he's learned is a lot to process, and the development he's undergone in here is just as heavy a situation to bear on his shoulders. ]

Don't be an idiot. Are you that sorry that I care for you? [ She'll hit you if you say yes to that, Albert, so don't you dare. ] Bury yourself in your troubles all you like, if that's how you really wanna cope with it -- I'm just here to point out that there's no harm in sharing them with others, too. You're only human.

[ She pulls back a little, a hand lingering on his face, brushing stray hair away from his eyes. Handsome even in his distress, yet so much more vibrant than the first time she's ever met him.

Her eyes linger on his for a couple of seconds, before she pulls back completely, leaving only her hand on his, squeezing gently. ]

Come on. Finish the food I made for you at least. [ She teases. ] Then I can let you go, I guess.