[That sounds incredibly sad. To think that you'll go on your whole life tied down to that one event, that one trauma. Even if the thread that connects you to it gets longer and thinner, it's always there, keeping you from going as far as you once could. Max takes a deep breath as she mulls that over.

Maybe it's not so bad. She'd hate it if she completely got over Chloe's passing one day. One morning where she wakes up and realizes she's one hundred percent okay with it. That would suck hard... She'd rather Chloe be part of her life, in some way.]

...I guess that's not so bad. [Her shoulders sag. It's still bad, but... Maybe okay.] At least things will get better. Even for you.

[She looks up at him, gauging what she wants to say, before looking back down at her knees.]

I've been avoiding a lot of things. Dodging those triggers. I haven't been taking photos or writing... For like. Months.