"Sure." She nods kindly and pulls her hand back to sip at her coffee. She doesn't mind his awkwardness. She used to be just as awkward.

"I wouldn't get rid of his stuff just yet, at any rate," she says lightly.

She knows he's not sure what else to say, so she gets up. "I'm gonna go up to my room now," she says. "Text me if you need anything. Food, company, distraction. Anything at all."

At his small nod, she turns and leaves him, feeling jostled from the whole of the interaction. She needs to meditate. She needs to be with her bees. And then, when she sleeps, she needs to help Tim look for Jay.