“I wonder if I’m being too subtle.”

Pace pace pace.

“I mean, this is how it’s supposed to work, isn’t it? Making friends? Find a common ground and build on it, right?”

Pace pace.

“I mean, that’s what my observations have shown... That’s what’s written in these books. That’s what I’ve seen...”

Pace.

Step step step.

A frustrated face peers from a high window.

“Where am I going wrong? Am I lacking patience? Am I not making myself clear? After all this time, something like this should be simple...”

A comforting voice, soft and warm.
“Are you alright, my dear?”

Turn and nod. In the face of adversity, you must be strong. And you can’t tell her about this... that would ruin everything.
“I’ll be fine. Go back to sleep.”

It’s said with a smile. She knows that look of yours, but she accepts it.
“Alright. Goodnight, dear.”