He wasn't certain he wanted help, only that he needed it. There were times when he'd felt outright strange or embarrassed because he'd flipped personalities on Ben. Jonny was used to it but Ben wasn't always sure how to react when young Andrew came through. Dorian had seen the evidence of it himself in his typing and having no memory of doing so.
He crossed his own legs, nearly mirroring the way she was sitting. "I don't know." His face smushed into a pose of puffy lips protruding into a confused pout. "I'm not sure how any of that can be discovered here. There are triggers but even I don't really know them." Although he knew that the subject of his Father was likely to bring it out of him.
"I ran away from home when I was 14 but I'm 18 now so I can't be made to go back...Thank God." he clenched his hands together, wringing them slightly as he spoke.