Well... you have been helping, though. I mean, you're the one who got me to come away from the floor there. And you get me to relax. I can't relax properly with anyone but you, or on my own, but when I'm relaxed I'm better about things. I mean, if I had someone pushing me on everything, I don't think it would help. You saw how bad I got when you were moving me around, and I think I'd react the same to someone pushing me that way.

But you... maybe you're not pushing me to do everything, but you understand the way that things are in my head. Better than I do, I think. And... that helps, for me. It means you can calm me down when I get manic, and that's when I'm likely to actually try to hurt myself. Not looking after myself... that's not so bad as what I can do when something puts me into a state and I've got nobody to get me out of it.

[She sighs a little.]

I guess that... what I mean to say is that even if it's not noticeable, I think you're helping. You make me happy, double. God, it's been so long that I barely remembered what that felt like.

[Biting at her lip, she lifts her head to look him in the eye.]

You... you said earlier that I have to eat something with salt, right?