He stands there as the water is turned on. Then it's turned off.

He can feel her just on the other side of the door.

And he sees what he feels mirrored when she finally does open the door. Not looking him in the eye. Her jaw telling of words she is keeping back.

He has failed her. By being rash. By being weak.

"Pamela."
He no longer sounds tired. Or sad. He sounds - neutral.
A little flat perhaps.

"Look at me."

It's not a suggestion.