[Her first instinct is to challenge that. He's not crazy. She's been through the hospital, read enough patient notes and collected enough journal fragments and seen enough terrifying love letters to know crazy, and Alex Shepherd isn't it.

But more than anything, she believes that people can change. That who you were doesn't dictate who you are or who you will be. So when he elaborates and curls over himself she aches for him, and her hand hovers tentatively at his shoulder before she decides to hell with it and lets it settle.]

We won't let you. We'll watch you and we'll make sure you're okay, and if something seems wrong we'll make sure you get help before anything happens.

And it won't be trouble, Alex. It'll just be friends looking out for each other.