There was no longer any use denying it to himself. He’d tried, and it had landed him in a terrible mess. Thank Salazar himself that Granger hadn’t simply excised him from her life immediately. She was fully entitled to, what with his behaviour. But, no. Not only had she kept him around—she’d also listened. She’d had ideas for how to help him. She’d considered his limitations, she’d thought through potential workarounds. She hadn’t made him feel broken: she’d just... made room for what he needed.