Scene: boy and girl walking in the park. Boy pushing double buggy, girl slipping around on ice, on verge of full blown panic attack.
girl: agh! I'm going to fall over. I don't LIKE it.
boy: you'll be fine.
girl: that's not comforting. Will you catch me if I fall over?
boy: I'll try
girl: THAT'S NOT COMFORTING. Say 'don't worry Pix, I'll catch you if you fall over.'
boy: don't worry Pix, I'll probably catch you if you fall over.
girl: BLOODY HELL. I don't care if you actually catch me, I just need to hear you say you will. It's reassuring.
boy: It's lying.
girl: ohforfucksake. I'll just reassure myself shall I?
boy: probably for the best.
*I Can't Explain and Won't Even Try by Stefan Bruggemann