He talked too much, was what he did. He always had to know things.
"...I was trying to be your friend," he said quietly. He thought maybe it would be some comfort, that information, but - while he was no stranger to stigma - he did not really understand Raylan's struggle.
He watched Raylan's face for a moment.
"What do you need me to do to help?" he asked gently. "Back off? ...Don't back off?"
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"I wasn't trying to be your therapist, I just..."
He talked too much, was what he did. He always had to know things.
"...I was trying to be your friend," he said quietly. He thought maybe it would be some comfort, that information, but - while he was no stranger to stigma - he did not really understand Raylan's struggle.
He watched Raylan's face for a moment.
"What do you need me to do to help?" he asked gently. "Back off? ...Don't back off?"