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>Go back to the house, eat, continue the lazy discussion you have started, and be very careful about how you transition.

"Hey, so maybe we should go back to the house before you start - oh."

"What?" asks Bina, her mouth full of sandwich.

"Nothing. Enjoy your sandwich."

"It's is really good!"

"Right uh… look, is - did you figure out your thing?"

Bina swallows a chunk of sandwich.

"Not really," she sighs and wipes her mouth. "I just - I keep going in circles."

"It's not uh… it's not me is it?"

"Is it that I'm here?"

"What!? No. Kendra, no."

"Then what is it? Because I'm confused and you're kind of scaring me."

"I'm not going to freak out or- "

"No, Bina, I'm not scared of you. I'm scared because you're scared."

"I'm not scared!"

"You are, and that scares me because you are one of the bravest people I have ever met."


"No! Shut up. I grew up with people who jumped out of helicopters into thunderstorms storms on a regular basis. I know what I'm talking about."

"Jumped out of helicopters?"

"My parents were coastguard. Didn't I tell you?"

"No. You said your Dad drove a helicopter but - both of them?"

"Well yeah, but-"

"Wait - hold on - your Dad drove a helicopter and your Mom jumped out of it."


"But you're afraid of heights?"

Bina tries to keep the laughter out of her voice and very nearly manages it.

"Yes! OK? Trust me. I am well aware of the irony. What was I saying?"

"You were-

"Right! Look, if you're scared then it's something I should be concerned about. OK?"

> Just fucking talk already. Long-term, avoiding is always worse than progress.

"All right! Fine! I'll tell you! Jeeze…"