[ She curls more in on herself, as if pulling away without pulling away. ]

God-fucking-dammit, Drew, do you fucking hear yourself? Do you think I don't fucking know, by now? You think I don't know you well enough to know what you're doing?

[ Deep breaths. She buries her face in her knees and tries to breathe. Getting angry at him isn't going to help, he's not going to listen to her if she just gets angry and upset, he'll just keep trying to calm her down. ]