"Sure, it does. But mostly against the person who hurt you." Her gaze hardened, her mouth drawn into a thin line. "And my anger certainly had its use when I killed him." She didn't need it any longer. That was the problem. Without a place to let it run its course, she was stuck with it. She couldn't shift the blame or the hate onto anyone else except herself and only in her darker moments.

She seemed to consider his offer, focus shifting briefly. "You can offer it to her. That would be kind of you. But she might not want to talk about it and I don't want to push her. I just hope she knows she doesn't need to be alone if she's hurting."