[She doesn't really want to go into the hard stuff either, but so much of everything feels like quicksand around him. Where can she step without things going south fast? And yet...that he's talking to her feels important. She's missed him. She hated feeling like she had to avoid him, but this is still so full of avoiding. Avoiding a fight, more vulnerability, more heartache.
A nod.] I wouldn't know where to even start doing something like this. [Maybe that's another reason he never got the birthday she wanted to give him.] There'd probably just be pizza and drinks.