[ooc: I apologize for the delay! RL issues, unfortunately. :/]

She wants to touch his face, to make him look up at her, but she doesn't. She holds back. He can probably see the way her fingers are practically twitching, lightly thumping the table between them.

She swallows down her emotions, but feels them when she speaks. Her voice is shaking a bit. "But you can help people, Dennis. And I'm sure you have, at some point."