No, she definitely considers him a friend by now. Would be a hell of a person who doesn't count someone she asked to shove his hands inside her among her friends. She would not if she weren't trying to stay still about this, so she just makes various noises of approval as he talks.

"This is about as vulnerable as I've ever been," she says. "You know you're the first person to ever see my whole body like this?" And she doesn't mean just on the inside, because she knows he knows that part already. She won't get into too many details or talk about things that aren't appropriate, no matter how heavy it may weigh on her tongue. "Finally letting somebody help, though... that seems like healing. Pretending that everything's fine and not letting anything get close... I don't know, dude. I'm tired of that."

Maybe she's found some new purpose or something. Maybe she's on an upswing. Maybe things will be okay for her after all. But she's like... she's just glad that Dirk agreed to help in the first place. Breathe out, girl. Feel that air. Time for another sudden question.

"You got anyone back home you can open up like that to?"