[ She isn't really surprised, given the state of her. ]

Yesterday afternoon. I called to you, and you bid me return to you.

[ She's exhausted herself, but in a far different way. Something neither drink nor the endless crying she has done, can numb. ]

I understand that you were quite drunk, if you do not want to look at me, after all that is passed, I understand, and I will leave. I just could not... leave you in such a state, if nothing else.