"Here. It's lonely here. I've always had Connor and Karl and Kirk and everyone else. They fight, fuck, argue, and most of them didn't know what to do with me after what I did but they were around." And now they're not. So, it's lonely. Very lonely. Usually she wouldn't have elaborated on the statement, but for some reason she found herself a bit more open. Though, there's still a forced smile on her face. It's tinged with a hint of sadness, but still a smile nonetheless.

She moves on from that subject rapidly though, like a gust of wind coming and going. Opening up her own issues and loneliness would be a can of worms that just didn't need to be touched. Besides, Vincent was probably not someone well suited for dealing with the sort of tumultuous feelings she holds towards the way her own life went. He's got enough of his own demons to deal with.

"Start with the thing most simple. What triggers it?"