They've really done a number on him. Especially, it seems, over the last few years. Once she was gone. Again she has to wonder if it would help if she just spilled it all to him all at once but...no. There's too much in his head already. Anything else has to come in its own time. And if there are things that don't make it back, she can be okay with that too.

Maybe not okay with it. But she can live with it if it means he's free.

When he allows the touch to his hand, but seems to rub his temples harder, she slides her hand back. Her fingers curl gentle in his hair, stroking through the strands, her fingertips just brushing lightly over his scalp.

"Let's take it one step at a time. What do you find the most confusing?"