Re: [Response.]
[The weirdly paced breathing continues, and May squeezes her eyes shut because Jeze is never in her house without pre-planning and an invitation. But now she is, so real, standing in the open door to the bathroom as May continues to sit in the bottom of the tub (shower curtain open), May's mother peering over the other woman's shoulder. It itches wrong at her, her mother - there's something not right about that. So she doesn't respond other than a quick flick of her gaze over the two of them - three, counting the dog.]