His idea of helpful therapy did not include restraints or tasers. "Well, this is Red Oak," Rory answered, allowing himself a wry smile. "I wouldn't be surprised if someone will show up or has already showed up who might be a little more able to help you. In the meantime, if it's alright with you, I'd like to talk to Pete and see if the three of us can't come up with some sort of plan to help you." He couldn't help but be aware of the time, the chance that one of his companions might start wondering after him, and that, well, frankly it wasn't safe to stay out too late in these parts.
Still, he didn't move to leave just yet. He reached out again and placed both his hands around one of hers, holding her gaze. "I want to help you, Niki, but I promise I won't push if you think it will make things worse. Alright?"