That's okay... [A beat. Does he dare? Yes. Yes he does.] Maybe that's part of the problem.

[He knows he has to tread carefully, here, but if he didn't want this then he would have shut it down and would be out the door. He isn't doing any of that. He doesn't move at all, watching Lance with his big, green eyes.]

I can't pretend to understand what you're going through, but I know what it's like to feel alone and hurt and maybe a little confused about how I'm feeling inside. And for me, letting it out, even if it doesn't make sense or I'm scared I sound crazy always makes me feel better in the end. I can listen. Doesn't have to be now, but the offer won't expire.