It’s starting to get cold as the night approaches and Tommy wraps his arm around Sarah, drawing her in close to give her some comfort as well as warmth. It wasn’t much use though, he was cold himself, and he didn’t really feel like he could help her with how she was feeling. Normally he’d be able to say something funny or figure out a better way of looking at things, but with this? How do you explain or joke away this situation? She looks up at him.
Sarah: You look like you want to say something?
Tommy: No I don’t?
Sarah: How do you know what you look like?
Tommy: I mean I don’t want to say something.
Sarah: You do. What is it?