. . .this was starting to be a bit deja vu-ish.

Uh. "Guess," she said, a bit dubiously, "but I'm crap at controlling myself if something's bothering me, and I wouldn't want to hurt you because I was mad at someone else. I stopped lessons before because of that. It's totally not you, you get that right? Because, definitely, would love to. Just."

You know. Issues.