[She feels his SOUL try to peek towards hers and she goes to respond, but he cuts it immediately, and the severing is startling. She doesn't know why he won't express himself, but--

She remembers. His mirror, in his room. Didn't want to open the door.

Is he... protecting her?]

You don't have to l-lock yourself in there. We could... we could go to my room. Watch some anime, like old times. Just because someone hurt you doesn't mean you deserved it. You d-don't.

[Trusting people is not weakness. She knows this more than most, because it was once nearly her downfall, the segmenting of herself from those who cared about her driving her closer and closer to the brink.]