[...ah. Well, that makes Sycamore similarly grow quiet, content to watch Lysandre's hands while he thinks.]

...I know you aren't. We're both trying our best with what is...rather difficult material.

[To put it mildly.]

I'm just glad you want to spend time with me, Lysandre. We can tackle everything that's happened in small doses, when we feel up to it.

It should go without saying that I'm available whenever you'd like me to be.