"Better than coffee when you're already jittery as fuck," she says with a little smile, closing the door behind him before she goes back to the kitchen. Her hands are shaking a little and she doesn't want to have to explain why; she's not even sure she knows why, really. Chris is here and that's good, she needs to talk to him, but she's never been good at being serious for very long.

It's harder than she thought it would be, just saying thank you.

"I probably should've called you earlier," she says, her back to him. "I just didn't know what the hell to say."