Jade Fern Grove No, I’m not a go-getter

“Of course you are!” She nearly cuts him off with a sigh of relief, “Got that… helpful look about you.”

She’ll pratfall then into a smoky heap among the ferns, about to spill all her woes to this complete stranger before allayed by the first sensible thought she’s had-

“Hey there’s some sort of a therapist-client confidentiality agreement in play here, right?” She quirks a brow. She has a standing to uphold, now. She can’t have her distress being made a public spectacle. Even though…well, she was practically doing that now. But wasn’t there a trustworthy gleam to his evergreen eyes?