He was right. It wasn't on him to fix. This wasn't about me right now. Poison was upset and lashing out, but he wasn't blaming me, not on purpose.
"I don't need to ask if you're okay," I said. "Of course you're not okay." I sat close to him, sharing the bench seat. "But I can ask if you want to talk about it. Do you want to talk about it?"
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"I don't need to ask if you're okay," I said. "Of course you're not okay." I sat close to him, sharing the bench seat. "But I can ask if you want to talk about it. Do you want to talk about it?"