"You should talk to someone, Siri. If not me, then someone who doesn't..." Who doesn't care as much as I do. "Someone who would be a neutral party," he amends quietly. "But you can't just shoulder the burden alone until it drives you into the ground."
He reached out, then, and - almost gingerly - touched his fingertips to her arm. It was a gesture meant to be a physical reassurance by someone not accustomed to giving them.
"But if you change your mind, I assure you I would listen."