You're My Problem

-Marshall-lee? What's wrong?
Me. This. Everything.
-Marshall? Let me help y-
-No, Fi. You can't help me. And you shouldn't. Just stop, stop, you don't get it! You're my problem!
-.....
-Just stop... Stop making me... Like you.

Maths, man. Who knew it was so depressing?
Alright, put your hands down. Everyone knows it's depressing. Sue me.
-  WRA