[ He misinterprets Kevin's unwillingness to reach over Emily as sulkiness, so he hands Kevin his own plate of strawberry-slathered scones; then sets about preparing another. ]

There are people you can help. And people you can't. The people who don't want help fall somewhere in the middle. It's hard.

[ He pops a jam-laden scone into his mouth and chews, thoughtfully. ]

It's hard watching people make mistakes. It's hard to stand by while someone you're fond of makes the wrong choices. You know what's going to happen, and you try to warn them, but...

[ He shakes his head and reaches for his teacup. ]