Time was that Lloyd would have got to his feet, walked over and held that man, or even kissed him, to show him how wrong he was. Lloyd would have done anything to wipe away those tears and make the demon feel loved or at least have some self esteem. But with a great deal of self restraint Lloyd remained sat behind his desk, his feet itching to cross the line and hug him. Staring down at his hands He was quiet a few moments, finally deciding to talk once James had spent a minute in silence.
"Yes that's what I wanted to know. But never what I wanted to hear." What person would possibly WANT to hear a nice man say that he felt he wasn't worth anything? And that they could help him by not going through with the future they'd dreamed of, hypothetically of course. "I am so sorry..." he said finally, looking rather lost. "This.... this should have strictly remained professional. Shrink and patient. I shouldn't have crossed the line I..." What a stupid, dumbfuck he was.