[His first question is promptly ignored. She doesn't like the answer, so she won't say it out loud.

It's not hard for her to piece together what he's going through either. They'd been together for a year - a year, she reminded herself, is far too long - and you can't be with someone for a year without understanding a few things about them.

Her first impulse is to cheer him up. Haa, he's making that face again. He's not telling her something. She's not sure how much she can help heal the wound, but before, she thought that it was always worth trying. Because if he could smile for her just a little bit more, then she'd never have anything to worry about.

But if she decided this wasn't okay, that she'd had enough... then those smiles would be long gone.

... but she can't just leave him like this.]

You don't need to help against dinosaurs.

[She sighs and falls back on the bed with her gaze fixed on the ceiling. She nstinctively fell more to one side- giving him room in case he wants it.]

That's what you never seem to get. I never depended on you to keep me safe, because that's not what I need you for. So stop thinking that it's your duty or your obligation to protect me- to protect everyone.

[Her brow furrows as she stares puzzledly at the ceiling.]

It only hurts everyone involved, so why...?