What Dirk said - had he listened to her at all? She felt angry again, angry that he would disregard her words, but she didn't respond right away, no matter how badly she wanted to shake Dirk and call him an idiot. She stood, and she breathed, and she thought hard about what he said, scrubbing at her eyes more and more frequently.

She didn't want to lose him as a friend over this. That much she knew. Long after he had said his piece, she began hers.

"I'm sorry," Jane said, "I am sorry I yelled at you. I'm sorry - but I'm an idiot. I get mad, and I yell!" She flinched at her own voice, and took a breath before she spoke again. "I get mad. And I just. I can't help it. Home...drove me crazy. Everything is dead and everyone drifted apart. I didn't want to bring any of that here." She made sure to look Dirk in the eye. "And I never wanted to hurt your feelings. When I heard from you once I came to, I was panicking!" She wanted to laugh. It was funny, in such a bitter way, that by trying to avoid the subject she'd only made things worse. "I never assumed you were a robot, Dirk, and I can't blame you for what you'll do in the future even if I did know what you were thinking. I'm not even angry at you. I'm just stupid, and...a pretty shitty friend."

She should leave. He didn't want her around, right? She should go - that's what Jane told herself, but she couldn't bring herself to reach back and take the doorknob.