[... They feel a little bad again, seeing that reply and the look on Mizuki's face. But it's second nature to them, now, to force a smile when they're uncomfortable. They try to at least tone it down a little. They do want help, don't they?

They think about their stardust, eyes filled with hatred. Liar, he says, and everyone believes him. Their friends turning their backs.]

... I have a lot of nightmares, Therapist. I was hoping to tackle a specific one, if that's alright.

I have trouble sleeping indoors. I wake up, and I see the walls, and I think I'm somewhere else. I have to go outside to be sure of what's real. But it's gotten me into trouble before, and I'm lacking in options right now, so I'd like to find another solution.