Well she hadn't been smothering him then. That was news to her. Winnie wasn't great at telling when it was too much. She was too much by nature, but the balance they once had seemed to work for both of them, she wasn't sure when that changed. The weight to their emotions had changed so drastically to what had once been that she couldn't even pinpoint how she was feeling other than overwhelmed.

This was weird, the edge to it felt sharp and dangerous and Winnie didn't know who was going to get cut. They weren't on the same page, or even in the same chapter, and she did not know what to do about it. "I don't know what to say until you tell me what it is you want from me Dory." There was no point in trying to make assumptions, nor could she fully collect her thoughts, until he spelled it out for her.