[He takes the water. He doesn't register he's meant to drink it, that she's looking after him, until she walks away from him, until she sits down.]

[He stays standing, slowly rotating the glass in his hands.]

...I'm fine, I promise. It's... there's a lot I can't... really say, it's not fair to explain my history with him without knowing what he's okay with you being aware of. It's just a lot. I overwhelmed him. So he threw me in a lake.