You can't protect me from everything, you know.

[It's quiet, but it's calm; there's nothing chiding behind it, it's just the way things are.]

I know that you want to, and it's frustrating when you can't. Even moreso when it's something like this, that wasn't anyone's fault in the end.

But I don't expect you to protect me from everything. Sometimes I'll be hurt by things, and I'll need some time to work through them. You're doing well enough by being here for me when I need you to be.