...Probably could say more than that. We're all... moving forward, but...

[he's worried about her. the fact that she does push forward so relentlessly even though they keep dealing with loss after loss...

he knows that bottling crap like that up doesn't work, and even if she's talked about it, it still seems like she tries to keep herself distanced from it just to keep going. so noct will look at her with brows knit slightly, but still unmoving beyond those idle motions with her hair.]

You never stop. Guess... I, uh. Just wanted to see how you're doing.