<div style="text-align: justify;">Emma was surprised when Len pulled her onto his lap and took her into his arms. She froze for a moment, not because she was scared or feeling anything bad, but because she really didn't know what to do for a moment or two there. This was all very new for her, after all, and she could not really grasp the right course of action right away.<br/><br/>Despite not knowing exactly what she should do, Emma felt strangely okay with being in that position for now. She had never been expected to take care of anyone this way, so she couldn't have known in advance whether or not she would like it. Turns out, though, that she did enjoy it. It was a little moment of self discovery for her, and she would have to talk to Len or write on her journal about it later. She had always thought that her wanting to please others was a selfish need derived from her insecurity, but now, she was learning that caring for others wasn’t just a symptom - it was, at least she thought and hoped, an inherent trait of her personality.<br/><br/>As Len's head found a resting place on her shoulder, she felt her heart break a little as she noticed his tears touching her skin. After a second of hesitation, Emma brought one of her hands up and started caressing his hair gently. She really hoped that he wouldn't mind that or turn on her with harsh words later, and that nobody else found them in that compromising position. While she hadn't had any experience with a therapist before, Emma was pretty sure that being this close wasn't right, or ethical. It didn't matter now, though. He was suffering, and he needed her - that was what mattered right now.<br/><br/>"It's all right", Emma murmured softly, her hand moving softly to caress Len's hair. It was clear she was a bit awkward, but it was also clear that she had good intentions. "Whatever it is, it will get better, okay?", she completed, hoping that, even being so inexperienced in this, she could offer some comfort.</div>