Carefully, more hesitantly than it once might have been, he adjusts his arm so it's around her shoulders and he can hold her just the slightest bit closer.

"I don't know," he says quietly, and she is perhaps not the only one who sounds tired. "I... would like it if I could say, and know I spoke truth, that I am not that boy any longer. But I don't know how to change it, Lu, and I am trying, at least, and that is more than once it was. I don't know if it's enough," he admits, softly.