"I don't know what happened between him and Zatanna. I don't know if he smoozed his way into her pants." Though she could she why, Zee was definitely nice to look at. "I knew where I stood with him, and when I needed to take a step back." Though mostly that had been because he'd brought a date to her club, but why be specific? "But I do not think you have anything to fear, as long as you're smart. Don't put yourself in situations like he does, it will force him to make a choice, you, or the greater good. Trust his wariness. It is there for a reason. If he tells you not to go somewhere to do something, even if he sounds cruel, go there and do it." With what happened to the last person he let so close, she hoped he would do his best to keep it from happening again.
"And as far as the petty things you were speaking of, you must remember they are petty. And remind him, once the argument is over. That was not what I was talking about. I was talking about willful pain, known pain. Premeditated pain." The leather of the jacket groaned as she shifted her shoulders. "But you are right, I think you are good for each other. But you will have to remind him that you are new to a lot of things. I tried to tell him, but I think I was too vague in attempt to not to damage to an already bruised ego." Bryn smiled a little. "And don't be afraid to stroke that ego every now and then. Even if it is blatant. It will make him feel a little better about what is bothering him, and maybe he will tell you what it is. It might be cryptic, so listen closely. Listen to him especially when he is drunk. None of what he says is nonsense. Some of it is fear."