“What’s on your mind?”
“What do you mean?”
“You’re quiet. You’re only like this when something’s bothering you.”
“...”
“You know you can tell me anything...”
“...is it all worth it? Making... making friends, I mean...”
“Of course it is.”
“Even when... they’ll one day be gone...?”
“Especially because of that. Friends are a blessing to be cherished while they are there, dear.”
“...I suppose so. But it’s been so long...”
“You always have me. Always.”
“That’s true... thank you...”