[He's slowing down with eating now, and hugs around one of his pillow as he stirs what's left of his food. Trey's words hit him right in the heart, and there's nervousness there but mostly...mostly just appreciation. He really felt that way? Cater could tell there was a perception there of his inner workings but to know that there was worry...]

I struggle a lot with feeling powerless to change things--I'm sorry that I made you feel that way, too.

[Cater's not sure if anything really can be done. But from where he's sitting now, the worst of his anxiety temporarily quelled?]

More than anything, I'm just relieved.

[From now on, when it's just the two of them, he doesn't have to be someone he isn't. He had no idea that such a concept would take so much weight off of his shoulders.]