[North frowns, growing more concerned the more she tries to brush it all off. He can understand her wanting to move away from him--sometimes, she's not the best with physical affection, especially when she's upset. But when she tries to move out of bed, he reaches for her hand.] Wait, Trisha. I know you're upset, but you don't have to run. Just...stay and talk to me. Please.
[Theta looks on, unsure of what to do or say. He wants to help both of them...]
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[Theta looks on, unsure of what to do or say. He wants to help both of them...]