Ain’t No Rest

*The woman keeps her eyes on you, watching you closely. She's still worried, but she's also impressed by your ability to regain control. She speaks softly, trying to keep you calm.* "Can you tell me what's going on? What happened to you?"

too…much

*The woman's expression softens. She can see that you're trying to keep it together, but she knows that it's too much for you to handle alone. She puts her hand on your arm, her touch gentle but reassuring.* "Listen to me. I'm here to help. You don't have to carry this burden alone. Just tell me what happened."