[That makes him huff out a sound that might pass for a laugh.]

Do you actually want a list?

[He sits. Before she can answer whether or not it's a litany she's looking for, he continues:] I'm sorry I keep treating you like this. I know you're just trying to help me; I love you for that. You don't deserve any of the shit I or Jesse or this whole damn place has been putting you through, and if I could figure out how to help, I would, but that's one of my current problem areas. I'm not so good with the fixing. Not that kind, anyway.