Oh boy. His brows furrow some but he acquiesces with a hurried, "Yeah, sure. Pull up a chair," and follows her hint to the nearby bench. He makes certain that she goes down delicate and safe before planting his ass on the seat.

"Three words at once, that's progress, isn't it?" He puts his chin in his hand, elbow resting atop a knee. "I can't expect a soliloquy out of you, but can you give me a hint as to what's eating you? I can't leave you out to dry like this kiddo, you're shaking apart."