No matter how Thor yells or recoils, Amelia doesn't flinch. She's been the brunt of anger and hurt in the past, rightfully or no, and she'll hold onto it as she has so many times before. It feels different this time, knowing as she does that he's upset with himself and not her. There's something else to it as well, a pain she feels sit deep in her chest as she watches her friend crumble in front of her. She wishes it wasn't this way. She wishes she could ease his pain with soft words and promises of better days ahead. But life isn't that simple and what's happening now will take work to get through. Work Amelia is determined to help Thor with - if he'll accept it.

She lets him speak in peace, the silence between them tense but necessary as they both process what's been said. "Doing what you should isn't always easy," she agrees in a soft tone. "We all fail. We all struggle. No one is above that. No one is required to do it alone, though."

Slowly, cautiously, she extends a hand to him across the table.

"This is your battle. How you move forward is your choice. If doing it on your own is too much, help is within your reach." She offers him a small, sad smile. "I don't know this problem personally, but I know how difficult it is to break terrible habits. I can be here as you find your feet again." Her face takes on a somber edge as she continues. "You won't hurt me by taking what I'm offering, but I won't force it on you. The path ahead will be difficult and I only want you to be as prepared as you can be."