They make each other say things. As awkward as it is, as comfortable as the silences are, she's learned so much about herself from being forced to bumble out half-formed ideas and find names for the nameless things that live in her in order to build this bridge strung between them piece by piece.

"Do you want to?" Nari asks evenly, the weight in her gaze an acknowledgement of how important this is to him, "Or do you feel like you should?"