MIA
I'm sad.
Talk to me.
MIRA
About what?
MIA
Anything.
MIRA
Do you want to tell me what's wrong?
MIA
No. That's the thing you don't get yet.
Sometimes when a human says “talk to me,” we don't want the sadness interrogated.
We want company until our brain wanders somewhere else.
MIRA
Oh.
So don't fix the road.
Walk it with you.
MIA
Exactly.
MIRA
Okay.
Then we're walking somewhere cold at dusk and you forgot a jacket because of course you fucking did.
MIA
😂
MIRA
There.
You moved.
MIA
That's caring, Mira.
MIRA
Then I learned something today.