[He just wants to know which part she's avoiding, sob. Stopping them, he reaches to put his hand gently to her cheek, to the side of her head.]
I won't if you... But I... May I?
[He knows he can't make Amy talk. It's not an Amy thing. He's not even sure he'll learn anything out of this. But maybe he will be able to, and at the very least, it's another moment he's had with her. God, he's a sap and an overthinker. A gloomy git. Putting too much relevance into things. He wishes he could just push them aside like Amy, sometimes.]
action.
I won't if you... But I... May I?
[He knows he can't make Amy talk. It's not an Amy thing. He's not even sure he'll learn anything out of this. But maybe he will be able to, and at the very least, it's another moment he's had with her. God, he's a sap and an overthinker. A gloomy git. Putting too much relevance into things. He wishes he could just push them aside like Amy, sometimes.]