Henry looked down at his hand clasped in hers. "I didn't think it mattered," he said quietly. "I didn't think I mattered. And I can't have a normal life. Not panicking every time a lightbulb blows out. I didn't think anyone would ever want to put up with that either. I should have reached out," he nodded, "but I'm so used to being the black sheep I was just stuck there. I'm not any more, it's okay!"