“Oh, good grief.” She shook her head. “You should definitely be there for him. Trust me, I’ve been there too. Just letting people know that you are there if they want you, it can make a huge difference.” She thought about the number of times when that was /all/ she could do. Sometimes, being an empath sucked; she was capable of just fixing people, but knew that in the long run that it wasn’t going to be a real solution. People had to find their own strength.
“I doubt he’ll open the door to me, Summer. Especially me of all people.” Xavier shook his head but then sighed afterwards. “Yeah, but… I’ll try anyway. You’re probably right.” Full of wisdom wasn’t she?
“Why ‘you of all people’? Look, it doesn’t even matter if he takes you up on it — what matters is offering. If this is someone you care about, then you let them know, and the rest is in their hands.” Summer’s expression went distant. “You can’t save people from their own pain, all you can do is hold their hands if they let you.”