The bit of sadness she felt at his response--though she had truthfully expected no less from him--was heavy in her chest. It was heavy, the burden this boy carried that was going to have to be lifted at some point, it was just going to be a matter of convincing him of that.
Now though, she wouldn't press him too much, it was obvious it upset him just thinking about it, "One day you will have to, not today, not next week and maybe not even next year. But that's not something that you should let eat away at you for a lifetime, you don't deserve that." She mirrored his head shake, voice calm, intent but still trying not to pressure him, "You didn't kill your sister Jackson, it was a car accident. You were young, it could have happened to anyone, but you didn't kill her anymore than the person who left a candle burning on accident before bed killed their family members who couldn't get out in time." There was a big difference in killing someone and indirectly responsible for their death through a mistake or accident.
But she leaned back then, "I know you believe differently, and I don't want to argue with you. Conquering this is not something that can be forced." She tried to switch gears, "Maybe writing down what you want to talk to your parents about will help you feel confident about your reunion, and help gather your thoughts on past events. It's not something I have to read," She gestured to Adrian as she spoke, "Maybe Adrian can in fact."