Winnie dropped the ring between her fingers as soon as Dory pulled the small box from his pocket. That couldn't be. He had to be joking. The thought of him asking her to move in felt like a stretch, but if that contained a ring, she must have surely lost her mind. A myriad of emotions bubbled up inside her but the one that rose to the top the quickest was panic. Abject and resolute panic because she truly had not seen it coming, nor did she know what to do with it. She also knew that this would ruin them somehow, she just knew it.

"Dory, I—" She what, she honestly did not know what to do. He had asked her to talk and he had shared his side so maybe she had to start from the spring. "I thought I was smothering you with how needy I was," In retrospect, she had forced herself to be "alright" before she actually was. "So I started to ease out and you didn't stop me. Then you found someone else," She may have been oblivious to his feelings, but she did know him well enough to see that he had been preoccupied. "So I thought we were back to square one." It had been fine, she didn't have expectations for him beyond their initial agreement, even if he had already gone above and beyond after her birthday. That he had found someone else to go to was no business of hers, though now she had to wonder how that went. That he was back here in her room had to mean something had happened and she was the fallback. She had fallen back on Gus again herself, for when she needed somebody who got her, but that was entirely different.

Win was looking resolutely Dory and not at the box on her bed. She will was struggling to process that. A little over a year ago he had been mad at her about choosing to end a pregnancy that neither one of them was prepared for, how had he gotten here and she felt like she was off in space.