"Let me get my running clothes on," I say. It's probably rude not to ask, not to even bother with basic greetings but something is so clearly off in Blue and in me that I don't bother. "Do you want coffee?" Does she want to talk about it? The invitation is there but I don't think she'll act on it.

I shift in place and then step back to let Blue in for coffee or just to sit while I dress. Whichever one she needs. There's a bruise on my shin that hasn't quite gone away. Moving helps.