[it's another unexpected moment, when leon says something... thoughtful, even if it's in his own way. it's not like stahn can't read between the lines; with leon, it's hard for stahn to ever misunderstand his intent.

is that what makes this so hard?

if anyone else spoke such harsh words, he would have shaped up, sucked it up and just dealt with it. because that was what he was "supposed" to do.

but this is leon being oddly supportive. he's saying to use sense, but he's not telling stahn to just suck it up and get over it. it's weird and it's new, and he's just honestly not really sure how to deal with it for those reasons.]

I wanted to help you. I wanted to help people here, too. [he'll admit, quietly. leon isn't wrong. he's completely exhausted and unsure of how to be the person he's expected to be. he wanted to help everyone, but he's also pretty helpless to do so, and all this time, it's been taking a serious toll on him.

there's been a lot.

there's been a lot that stahn has bottled and kept to himself because he didn't want to burden leon; he was honest often, but still held back so many of his feelings because he believed that leon would continue to tell him what everyone else did.]

That's why... I want to do better. To not be like this... to know what I can do.

[to not cause leon to worry to the point he feels a need to say what he has at all, but that remains unvoiced.]