"It's not that you didn't make me happy. You did. Do. Greg, he was just... different. I'm trying so hard to explain it better, but..." How can you catch a wave upon the sand? The words are fleeting, despite their heartfelt softness and the pain etched along their edges.

Tentatively, Rose side glance over to Pearl, too much conflicting emotion pulling her thoughts and verbal desires every which way, some for the better, and some for the worse. It's like a battle to keep clear minded, to hold back from reacting purely on the emotion of the moment, but by the skin of her teeth, Rose manages as best she can.

"And... maybe instead of thinking, assuming, you could listen."

Another uncomfortably long pause echos through the garden.

Practically a whisper, she finally admits, "Like I need to learn as well."