That's...yeah. She can say that again, because Tim reaches up to swipe a hand through his hair, his shoulders dropping slightly. If you can let people in, if you can let yourself be vulnerable to them, that's where trust is generated.

And that's where he always fails. A tape sequestered in a pocket. A secret hidden away in a clinic he doesn't go to. Appointment times lining up and being dashed, just to eliminate the risk that he would.

"Guess it would be," he says carefully. As if it hasn't been proven to be exactly that.