[ he finds a bottle of wine and pours two glasses, offering one to her ]

.... it was a little after the fire. I still remember feeling pain during a few moments that followed. But I think... one day, after being rejected by so many people who I cherished...

Something in me just—broke.

[ oh trauma. but he says it so simply, because to him that's what happened. a failure to process pain after enduring so much of it.

letting go of these sensations that would crush him if he continued to feel them. ]