She nodded, feeling the sadness in his eyes almost as if it were her own, perhaps because it was a mirror of the helplessness that she had felt each time she had visited the Agency's counselors and her caretaker as a girl--and when she had finally gone in to claim Keleios' things. It had diminished a great deal in the past year or so, but it had never really left her.
"Thank you. For telling me," she said, her free hand moving to touch his upper arm for a moment before she withdrew back into her own personal space. She realized this had probably been the most that she had touched anyone or anything but her immediate family, pets, or patients in a long time, and she wondered at her own boldness. Maybe there was a certain trust between them, as Dex' confidence in her seemed to suggest the feeling went both ways.
"I know you've got Jax already, but maybe we'd make a good check and balance for each other too," she said. But she still wasn't quite ready to say Guess what? I'm going demon-hunting. She'd cross that bridge when she came to it. "You hungry?" It was a shameless attempt to change the subject, yes, but she would probably let him drag her back on track if he really wanted to pick her brain.