"Baby...you're not a very good liar. Please tell me what's wrong..."
"nothing..I told you.."
"Baby..."
He looks up at him, eye big and full of hurt
"baby..stop it..it's gonna make me cry..but it's nothing.."
"P-please tell me...I w-want to help..."
"baby..you can't help with it nor can I.."
"W-well...I might be able to...b-but I can't do anything if I don't know what's going on..."
"baby..no one can help it..it's not dealing with power it's dealing with myself.."
"So tell me. Please."
"baby..it's really hard to s-say..and..i don't know if your gonna like it or now..it just-it just scares me alot..i-ill tell you..just give me a minute.."
