Charles nodded, listening to her story attentively, replying "That really sucks. I'm sorry." He thought for a bit, before saying quietly "I understand. That makes sense. I'm sorry you feel that way and that your childhood was that way. But, Layla, if you don't try anything new than you'll never change. Imagine if you had someone to cry to, who would comfort your sorrow. There's someone for you like that everywhere, waiting to be found. But you have to let them find you first." He smiled bleakly at her.