Firefly Glen And the sea was a reminder,

"I know" he says quietly, able to smell if she had been carrying it "but the sickness of the mind... is harder to shake." Holland knew this also to be true. He carried his own burdens with him, unwilling to let anyone close to crack them.

He shuffled on the spot, uncertain whether to probe or prod her. As a medic, he could do nothing for her body. As a therapist, he could only offer so much. And it was too soon to be as a friend. "If you ever need an impartial ear, I'm here" the man offers.

He could not promise to judge, for he judged everyone in their own way.