[Ryan's...kind of shocked. There's a split second of hurt on his face, but Min will feel it radiate from him. Once it becomes personal, it stings. That feeling mingles with irritation and worry, but only one of these things actually shows up in his words.]

That's like, a ton of things wrong! Don't act like I shouldn't have been thinking something was up with you!

[It might not be what Ryan was worried about, but there was still clearly something wrong and that's why he kept asking.]

We are getting our lives back on track. We're getting back to doing normal stuff like going out shopping. I mean...yeah, there's a risk of wormholes, but what are we going to do, Min? Just hide inside for another month?

[Ryan gestures widely at the busy street around them.]

The city isn't falling apart. Literally no one else is freaking out here. The people here aren't stupid; if they think it's dangerous to be outside they don't go outside.

[Like in November, when barely anyone was on the street and Ryan made himself a target by taking a five minute walk instead of using the lamps.

He pokes Min in the chest.]

You're the one falling apart here.