[Maria still feels like an idiot for having any pity for him. it isn't like he wanted her pity. but he had never even really talked to her like this before either.

and it's why she doesn't see if he'll talk about what happened. he'd said they'd talk later but she doesn't want that later to be now. James will certainly tell her something that will ruin this odd sort of truce they have.

she sighs and despite herself, finally reaches forward to touch his fingers.] Don't hurt yourself. [a reminder. both about the mug pieces and about here. James had already been through hell in Silent Hill. this place would be its own torture but James didn't need to beat himself up more.]

I won't tell anybody about you. [her own way of comforting him even if she's not sure he really deserves it.] About any of it. If anybody knows we know each other, we'll just say you came into Heaven's Night once when I was working. You got drunk and I listened. Simple.