"Wait- please?" Jack stands up after her, and again, he puts out a hand, just hovering over her arm, not quite making contact. "I'm sorry if I've upset you. Sometimes it's just not healthy to bottle this stuff up."

"I understand, I can understand, where some other people might not. And, if you need someone to talk to, I hope you can let somebody be here for you." He retreats a little, he'll let her go if she really wants to, even though letting somebody just walk out of his place upset isn't his favorite choice.

"You're no monster. Even if your race isn't human, fine. You can still be human." Quiet, confident, but he expects that she won't understand where it's coming from.