We're all losing weight, [AJ snorts, then casts a look up at him that looks careful, moreso than usual.]

Chances are good that everything that had its head screwed on backwards came at us during that fire. Let's take a walk outside of camp. [She had heard the bitter vitriol at a low boil in the back of his voice, and knows that it will lead to worse things if she tries to force him in front of people. Better to play to his strengths... and better to get them a little further from the constant ebb and flow of unmanageable little feelings and memories that leak through the cracks around here.]