Liam most definitely appreciated the quiet, and it also helped simply having someone seem concerned for his wellbeing. It didn't always feel that way, which did nothing to alleviate a condition often tied to stress.

He eventually finished the cookie and reached for another. So far there had been no ill effects although he was still wary. He vaguely noticed the pictures but his focus was a little off. Mercifully it hadn't happened when he was driving, but that definitely hadn't been his wisest idea. Though he truly had felt better first thing that morning until he was faced with more stimuli.

Ivory took a deep breath as she just seemed to get lost in her thoughts as she just held onto the old photos. As if they just flashed back into her memory. Ivory's attention back back to her as Liam's movement snapped herself out of the moment, she stood up from the sofa and walked over to a nearby bookcase as she picked, which looked like a black book but as she opened the lid, it was a hidden box to hide things. It's where she kept very important things in it. She quickly returned the box in the bookcase but she went to turn towards Liam a few of his sentences ran through her mind again.

'he wasn't stress about show season..... I wonder what he is stressing about... something doesn't sound right...'

She walked back over to the sofa and looked back over to Liam, he seems to be doing well holding in his food "would you like me to tend to your horse and return him to his stall?" she asked, trying to make it eaiser for him.

Liam looked at Ivory curiously, but not only did he not want to pry he still wasn't keen on making much noise. Even if sitting there in silence felt a little awkward it was better than being in more pain. Until she offered to take care of Rusty for him. "Sorry to put you out but I guess it's for the best, please" He nodded reluctantly. He was annoyed at himself for not being able to look after his own horse, although of course someone would've needed to if he hadn't come at all.