[ The tears welled in her eyes spill out as Bibi takes her face. She wants to break away and run, to keep hiding forever, but she’s trapped by the gentle enclosure of Bibi’s hands and the gaze that’s impossible to break away from. There’s nowhere to go.

For either of them. ]

Bibi… We can’t do any of those things. Before too long, you’ll wish you weren’t trapped here with me.

[ Amy’s hands clench at her sweater. Every word feels pathetic. What does this matter anymore? What does any of it matter? Her heart feels so trapped on that glass jar. ]

You’ll wish you were out there. Out where there’s more. It’s here that’s less. You deserve someone strong, who can take care of you, who can do all the things you want to do.

Someone — someone… who isn’t less.