"No." He shook his head vehemently, leaning forward slightly. "You're very...therapeutic. Something like that. You make people feel comfortable with themselves, their feelings, whatever. I..." Dallon watched Gerard bite his lip and mirrored it, unthinking. "You make me feel better. Better than I was."
He stayed like that for a moment; watching the torchlight flicker across Gerard's cheeks, the shadow cast by his eyelashes. Feeling the vibrating lessen, he leaned back. "Fuck. Thank you. I hope you don't get everyone crying on your shoulder."