[It may not be love, the reason behind the playing with his hair, but she continues, trying to offer some comfort to someone so troubled. He's not pulling away, at the very least, so that's a good sign, right?]

He reminded me that I'm the one in control. That by letting my own fears and the beliefs of others run me, I'm only going to end up hurting the people I care about. That I'll only be eaten from the inside out before I even get the chance to rescue someone who desperately needs it.