[when there is silence, Maria always feels the need to keep talking. worried that maybe she didn't say the right thing. in moments like these, it would be so easy to misstep and hurt him. but she bites her tongue to try to give him a chance. maybe Gorgug needs the quiet to think, to take a breath. when he talks again, it seems she was right about that.

and obviously Maria knew there was no fixing how Gorgug felt. maybe this wasn't the point of this. sometimes it was just being able to voice your thoughts and feelings could help and much like Gorgug worries, she hopes this is doing some good for her friend.]

That's the hard part about this whole living gig. We can't really know but the situation right now makes that harder. But I know you're a good person. Even if you get angry or worried you're not doing anything right. If you were worried about this then that shows how much you care, I think. Our first interaction was you trying to help me. That meant a lot.

And even now, look at you. Worrying about the whole body business. It's sweet. You're sweet even if I know you guys don't want to hear that sometimes. Doesn't make it less true. [she gives his shoulders another pat and him a kind smile.]

I hate to say it but all we can do is take this one day at a time and hope we're making some traction. But Gorgug, not once would anybody ever think you aren't doing anything. That is the farthest thing from the truth. As long as you're trying then that's all that matters. Even if that sounds corny and like I'm just saying something to make you feel better but it's what I believe anyway.