King Elk Forest could frame thy fearful symmetry?

He clearly didn't want to talk about it, at least not to her, and Sugar deliberated. Should she let him off the hook, accepting his excuse and giving him the space he seemed to want? Or should she push him, because they were friends and he should be able to tell her if something was on his mind? Just thinking it through like that made the answer obvious.

"You can tell me what's on your mind, Bron. I'm a medic, not a counselor, but I like to think I'm a good listener. Won't you try me?" Sugar said gently.