You’re lost in your thoughts. May comes in.

You: If you came to tell me "it'll be okay". Don’t bog me.

May: I won't.

You: Then why are you here?

May: To talk.

You: What if I don’t want to?

May: One day you'll have to. You can't run away from it forever. Besides… I won't let you keep it inside you.

You: I don't want to talk about it now.

May: I understand. Take your time.

You: So you're staying here?

May: Did you really thought you will be alone now? No way.

She smiles at you.