<div style="text-align: justify;">Emma was staring at her feet now, so she didn't really notice that Len had started a gesture to touch her and stopped it. She would have welcomed the touch, as she felt really lonely and scared right now. But she didn't really expect any support, even though she desperately needed it.<br/><br/>When Len Snapped at the voice, Emma looked up at him. She was surprised and a little scared. What had she done wrong this time? <span style="font-style: italic">Everything, as usual</span>, the voice in her head offered coldly. Fighting the urge to yell at the voice to shut up, Emma sighed and tried to focus on Len again. She needed to focus on something - anything - other than that cruel voice in her head.<br/><br/>Feeling Len's embrace was a surprise. Emma shook for a moment, startled, but she didn't try to pull away. Wait. Her therapist wasn't really a therapist, and he also had a problem... Oddly, that didn't really bother Emma all that much. Maybe he would understand her better?<br/><br/>“It’s okay”, she murmured softly. “I don’t think it’s that bad”, Emma continued. She didn’t know whether she really felt it wasn’t so bad or if she just wanted to please Len, but she felt that she needed to say it. <br/><br/>Emma shook her head and withdrew after her words. She didn’t really feel like keeping the hug for long. <span style="font-style: italic">You don’t really deserve a hug</span>, the voice said. “Thanks for the condolences”, Emma murmured, a little more distant now, as though she was guarding herself.</div>