Today wasn’t bad, ***** and I went shopping and he actually stayed out with me, as opposed to disappearing back to the flat halfway through the day. Granted, most of the time he was looking over his shoulder like he was paranoid about someone watching him, but he seemed a bit more calm than usual. I got around to asking him what he’s doing with all the black ink that’s always covering his hands and everything else he touches but he got defensive and told me it was nothing. I’m not stupid, I know it’s not “nothing”, but I accepted it for the sake of avoiding an argument. It was a relaxing day for us both. He’s locked himself in his room again but I think he’s okay. Maybe he’s slowly getting over whatever’s bothering him.