She's still here, so that's saying something. As much as it surprises him, and as better off she'd be if she kept going and didn't linger, it is kind of nice to have the company and conversation. Her voice is calm and quiet, and it really does seem like she wants to help him.

At some point, he needs to stop pushing people away and accept an offer of help. It's just difficult when that dark shadow is looming over her too.

"I ... I don't know," Jeremy answers, staring at his hands. He doesn't have any of the medication he used to be on, it's cold out, and it's increasingly difficult to find a place he can just be an isolated panicking bundle of nerves for a while. What's he supposed to do to calm down here? "I don't ... really know what I'm doing h-here at all. And I can't-- I can't remember anything."