Luckily for both of them, Steve had some practice going up to talk to moping teenage girls. More than a year raising Molly pretty much on his own had made him, he felt, something of an expert in handling the dramatics.
Poking his head inside the door, he smiled a little and let himself the rest of the way in, door closed behind him and he went to perch on the edge of her bed beside her.
"Okay if we talk?" She didn't seem to be, but he wanted to be sure she wasn't cautious of him too.