“It’s not selfish,” Henry was quick to say. “Oh, babe, it’s not selfish at all.” The veggies were slowly cooking down, so Henry could step away again, to rub Iestyn’s back. “You’re right, facing Lucifer makes Josh look like nothing. But depression makes mountains out of molehills.” Addy had been quite quick to tell them all she had been diagnosed with depression pretty much the second she stepped into the doctor’s office after returning from Wales. “And she only just started her meds. Risk of suicidality increases after you start them, until they have a chance to work, which is why your Dad was taking care of them. God, I didn’t even think about mine. I feel like a shit for just leaving them out and accessible like that.”