I know.

[He squirms, taps his fingers against his half-empty coffee cup. He didn't come here to be comforted by her, even if part of him needed to hear this.]

I'm trying to. If he'll let me. But until he does, I'm just gonna be there to drink coffee in his, uh, general vicinity.

He's a good guy, Frost. The best guy I know, even if he don't know me right now. I know him, even if he fucked something up. [And he thinks he knows what happened, but if Fraser hasn't told her and she isn't reading the file, he's not telling her.]

He deserves the fucking best, even if you wanna rip his head off sometimes.