"Okay, okay!" She stands up and resists the urge to grab his wrist - no need to bring back memories of restraint - and instead puts her hand to his shoulder. "You don't have to talk to me. You can, but you don't have to."

And more quietly, "sit down. Please."

She sits back down, slumping a bit. "I've had a very long day and you're the only company that really understands why."