...I failed you too. [ she grabs for her arm and squeezes it. ] And I'm sorry. I guess I just never thought there was anything that needed fixing... but... maybe that conversation we had in the car hadn't gone that great. I- I mean, ok, it didn't go great, [ she sighs, taking another few steps back, so she can plop onto the bench. ] I thought you were perfect the way you were, Grif.