Will and Zee
Zee didn't want answers. There wasn't one, not really. No easy answers, no easy way to fix what was broken, or how broken things were for her. Mentally or physically. Zee was always firmly on the right side of things. Good. Right. Helpful. Saving people. Making people laugh. And she was losing a grip on all of that.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I think this is a little more than just a broken relationship, Will. He tried to kill me. This is shattered, crushed and swept into a million pieces. And I don't know if I want to fix it or run from it."
Then she looked up at him and nodded. "There's no thinking that I am losing who I am. I am changing and it's inevitable. I can't stay the same, but I am grasping at straws to find my footing. I am broken. He wasn't my identity, he didn't define me, but he was a very big part of things and now that that part is... broken, in need of fixing, I find myself unbalanced. How do I balance my need to be there for him, no matter what, and not be the simpering idiot stereotype??" she snorted.
"I don't know, Will, I don't. And between trying to solve that and get past the nightmare every night, i'm running on empty, making stupid mistakes, and just being plain ole stupid. Time will fix the worst of things, he and I will find footing again, but right now? The inbetween? I don't know. Tefe is helping, kind of resetting my body to not be as dead on my feet but she can't fix the broken heart, the nightmares, the strained connection. I've got Sam who's an amazing friend, but... there's a void right now and I'm falling into it."