Handle me. ..Literally. Well, I mean. Handle what I put out, my aggressiveness, and you don't- you don't treat me like I'm fragile. Which, surprisingly, a lot of people do just in general. They used to at least, before I got here. [ but back home was different in a lot of ways, mostly in that she had to hide, no matter what. people just saw her as a very average girl without even a high school degree, or a real job. she wasn't anything to be intimidated by, and people treated her that way. passive, almost. and in a roundabout way, her love life wasn't any different. and! since she hasn't had any kind of romantic activity since she got on board. it's. well. all kind of hitting her again. ]

And it'll only get better once you learn to trust yourself, quit thinking so much about it. 'Cause I can tell, you know, when you're over-thinking things. It's not bad, it's not a bad thing, just. I can tell. And you really don't have anything to worry about.