She's been used to hiding her feelings for so long, no wonder her manner can be a little awkward.

Hide until everybody goes home. Hide until everybody forgets about you. Hide until everybody dies.

... Everything he feels, he feels strongly. Too strongly, sometimes. I think he freaks people out.

We try so hard to hide everything we're really feeling from those who probably need to know our true feelings the most. People try to bottle up their emotions, as if it's somehow wrong to have natural reactions to life.

She kills her words, but somehow the feeling survives. And no matter where she buries them, he always sees them in her eyes.

I don't want to hide. I don't want to be alone. I don't want to wander off into the desert in shame and die and become vulture food. Or end up keeling over just because I'm too self-conscious to leave the house. Cause of Death: Unnecessary Loneliness.