Rumbling out a laugh, I said, "I thought you didn't want any advice. I can't read your fuckin' mind."

I flash her a grin, but then I fall quiet, tracing my finger along the tabletop in front of me.

"I dunno. I mean, it's scary as shit, but neither of you are alone, you know? You need help with like, anything, you ask or... I dunno, I'll probably be gettin' in your fuckin' way when you don't ask. I mean, it's not much advice or whatever, but that's basically all that got me through. Havin' Dean and Kara and Charlie or whoever. And you and Dean've got that, you know? People who give a damn."