I heard a stirring from the other side of the door. Celine approached me slowly, but she didn't open the door like last time. Quietly, softly, she too leaned against the door.
"I'm sorry I couldn't come yesterday, I was a bit... confused, I had to pull myself together."
I didn't get an answer, but I continued anyway.
"You know, I realized something important about myself recently."
I took a deep breath and smiled.
"I am weak, powerless. I don't mean in terms of fighting strength. I am... a coward, and what I am afraid of is me."
I closed my eyes and let my body relax. I had thought a lot since the last time about what I could talk to her, but nothing came to mind. I didn't want to tell her things like 'you'll be fine', I didn't want to emphasize her condition every time. I wanted to talk to her like a normal person.
