It was a few weeks ago. It made her feel no better than before. Even though time had gone by... She knew just how much this was hurting Tim and she had to wonder how long he had been keeping this inside.
She managed a small smirk. "Because they're guts are as big as their greed," she knew it had been retorical but she felt the need to tack that on. She knew that he had been out of sorts and approached, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I know you need one," she said it as if it were the most obvious thing. The man forgot sometimes that he was still a teen and didn't need to take the problems of the world onto his shoulders. Of course in the case of Bart she was happy he had, but still...