Iestyn listened with a slight frown on his face, trying to take it all in. This was what Henry had been dealing with? This way of reacting and trying to make himself feel better, but only damaging himself more in the process. "You're not hurting me," he was quick to say, lying on his side and watching Henry. "Not at all. This is good, right? Knowing this? I mean bad that it happened but good that you know why." He didn't want to talk over Henry and ruin this epiphany he was having. This right here was so important.