When you came in to work acting even a little different, Price noticed immediately. How your head ducked when anyone looked at you, how you'd flinch when someone would reach for you, how quiet you were when you're normally so bubbly. Everything added up into one dreadful realization.

Price sits down across from you in the lounge room, folding his hands between his knees. When you see him, you sigh and look away.

"Price, I'm--"

"No, you're not. What happened? Was it the first time?"