*Looks like someone is tired, perhaps just emotionally exhausted. She bites her lip and glances around his shop, then at the shuttered windows. Again, Selphie feels the threat of tears, but she frowns as she tries to hide it*

So. So. So I wait for you, for months, without you... And you're sending me downstairs to be on my own while you work?

*She clearly isn't thinking in the best of terms right now. Selphie could really use a restorative nap right now*