She was going it alone. Everyone from her world is mad that she's even trying to help. So I thought I'd do that. I thought—for once, I thought I'd try to understand. [The problem comes back to that inability to understand social cues. Anyone with half a brain would put together that her absorption with Kylo Ren and her way of referring to him might mean something else. He just thought that it might help her feel a little less alone.]

I thought ... I guess I thought she'd knew why I couldn't help her. Why I'd just make it worse when it comes to that stuff.