I'll keep calling you an asshole if you keep trying to give me bullshit.

[He can lie to anyone else, it's fine, that's his choice. She might not always like it, she might even give him shit for it when it builds up a wall between him and other people, but that's different. It should be different with her.

She's seen his sleeping habits. Since he found her in Wave Echo Cave, for a full year, she had nothing else to do but watch him and the world around him. She saw his caution, his quirks, his fears. There was no sleeping in the umbrella, no sleeping as a lich, so she knew when he woke. And she saw when the terrors woke him.

Somewhere deep down she knows why he's hiding, but she hates that he feels that he has to. It's her. He shouldn't be doing that with her. But after ten years alone, she can sort of understand how these things might not come easily to him. And she won't truly understand unless he talks about it.

Her arm around him tightens. She's not a sleepy sack, but she can at least try and do what she did in the Umbra Staff all that time: keep him close, and keep him safe.]

'm gonna tell you as often as it takes: it's okay to not be okay.