She managed to keep any hint of frustration out of her voice. He'd done it before, she believed he could do it again. "I just... need you to be here for me. You don't have to always agree with what I say or do, but you shouldn't make me feel like shit because of it." Of course, her mom had made her feel like shit for some of her decisions, but they'd been bad decisions. Her dad's morality on those things was a little looser. She'd leave those kinds of talks to her mom. Or Dr. Saltzman.