She folded her arms, looking up at him nervously. "You don't need to apologize. Are you feeling better?"
She frowned, not standing up to approach him like she might have done a day prior. "It... it was a bad situation."
She hesitated, watching him go. "Please, Abel... don't make this a big deal... That's what she wants..."
He finished getting ready, still looking anxious. He put his hands to his head. "You're scared of me!"
She flinched involuntarily when he raised his voice, but tried to play it off. "I'm not, Abel. I'm not scared of you. You're my partner, for Christ's sake."
He noticed the flinch, and grabbed the pillow he had bought before quickly moving into the planning room, shutting and locking the door.
She seemed dismayed by this, trying the doorknob gently. "That's not true, Abel. You're letting her get into your head. And mine too, I guess... you did what you had to do. It's okay. I love you."
It didn't open. "I love you too, but.. What happened wasn't okay. I was too violent. I.. It's not usually like that, I just.. That damned ringing."
"I know," she replied gently, her hand flat on the door. "I know you, Abes. I know you're not the kind of guy that does that kind of thing... come out, okay? Come out so we can talk..."
"Open the door, Abes," she said gently. "Come out. We can talk about this. I'm not scared of you, I just... I was startled."
