"I have no idea. But I made a promise to try to help."

She gives his hands a nod with her chin, unphased as she holds his gaze.

"As for whether there's anything worth helping?" And this - this is where she's better like this. Cooler head. Clearer thoughts. "That's not my call to make. All I can give you is medical advice. And common sense advice, like the fact that while slamming your hand into the wall might feel right, or even good, it helps literally nothing."