She: I think I’m like a sponge sometimes, soaking up people’s moods, sensations, characteristics.
He: This can be very painful, you know.
She: I think you can be like that too sometimes.
He: Yes, that’s why I know.
She: But whether it’s painful depends on the people around you, doesn’t it?
(We have it as we want it. Don’t let anybody tell you otherwise.)