"Sometimes it helps if you talk about it," Lily offered gently as she rested one hand on his knee. "You know I'd listen if you wanted to talk, right?"
Her eyes flicked toward the courtyard, but briefly. She just wanted to make sure she didn't see any of his ... friends.
"And," she continued bravely, "even if you didn't want to talk, I kind of do. About ... about what happened by the lake. What it meant. Or if ... it even meant anything at all."