"I trust you." She paused, "Oh, and you know how you said I needed professional help? Well, I took your advice. I'm not sure if you were being serious or not, but in any case, I have an appointment scheduled for tomorrow, after I volunteer at the homeless shelter."
"You may not have meant it in a nasty way, but you definitely could have said it in a nicer way. It doesn't matter now though, I just thought I'd tell you in case you're wondering where I am when you get home from work."
"I just get frustrated with you when you don't seem to listen to me, that's why. And yeah, sure. I'll probably be too tired to talk when I get back tomorrow."
"I understand, I get frustrated with myself all the time. The therapist will probably make me talk so much my jaw will hurt, so I'll be pretty quiet tomorrow too." Freya looked at the time, "Maybe we should go to bed. We both have big days tomorrow."