Reed wanted to hold her so badly, especially when she curled into herself like that and talked down about herself. He shook his head. "That's not true. You're stunning, Lydia.. and hilarious and kind and loving.." he really could go on.
Reed needed to find a way to make her feel better. Something substantial. Not just praise that she could dismiss. "Do you have any idea how much it meant to me when you looked after Ciaran? I don't trust a lot of people with him. But I trust you. Completely. No one in the world means more to me than Ciaran does, and to see how good you are with him? I.." he was at a loss for words, his hand to his chest. "I have no way of explaining how it touches me."