[ Sharon doesn't mind waiting for him to speak; to find the right words to push out to her, if he finds them at all. She crouches beside him, close enough to reach out and touch him if she feels he needs it, but not so close as to encroach on his personal space. ]

Sometimes, yeah. Sometimes, there's nothing you can do but feel it and go on. That's just one way to deal with it. [ She reaches out to nudge him. ] Other times, you let someone in and let them help you deal. It's not like you're alone here.

You don't have to swallow everything you're feeling if you don't want to. If you're tired of it, then stop. Do something different. Do something better for yourself, Wrench.