Yes there is. [Her voice is already softer, the anger evaporating at Lance conceding a little.] Maybe I don't need to be wholly involved, but I'm worried about you, Lance. I know what you look like when you really smile. I know what it's like to bottle things up inside for whatever reason. I did it all the time when we first worked together, because I thought that's what the mission required, but...

[But she thought she didn't have to do that anymore, especially not with Lance... She takes a soft swallow as she hastily wipes at tears finally starting to fall.]

I want to help you with whatever's troubling you, but I don't even know if my trying will just make things worse and push you farther way...