Kat was right about one thing. Being overly forward was exactly the opposite of what she wanted to do. Nothing would drive Simon Tam away faster. He was still trying so hard to adjust to the 21st century and how to handle himself with the people of this time. To say nothing of his complex feelings regarding Kaylee and the consistent feeling of being on the outside looking in where the crew of the Serenity was concerned. Throw in a pretty girl all but seducing him and he'd be under his desk hiding. Or, more reasonably, just leaving the room, but either way.
But her actual course of action was much easier to handle. And he offered her a smile as he listened, ready to tell her that no, nothing was stupid. Except he couldn't because he didn't entirely understand where she was coming from. And he was a good enough doctor not to patronize her and pretend he could. And a better friend.
"It isn't stupid," he finally decided. "And you're not crazy. You've been traumatized, Kat. There's a difference." For a moment, he watched her. Just watched her. "It'll take time. And the majority of it is going to be just time. Little steps. Food, for example. Trying new things in small amounts until you're used to them."
It wasn't the greatest advice in the world. He was a medical doctor, a skilled surgeon and a good practitioner, but he was no psychologist. The advice he was offering was more as someone who cared than as her medical professional.