[ There's a pause here, because he actually has to take a moment to think about it, dig through all the endless fighting and misunderstandings and downright betrayals of her cheating-without-cheating or spilling his status as a drug addict to the dome at large behind his back. There's a lot of resentment at this point, which makes it even harder to handle the people calling him today.
At least Martha seems to get it. ]
...She saw me. Not a lot of people did. I don't know why, but she wanted to spend time with me, get to know me. Before that, I uh. I hadn't had a girlfriend? Not even close.