[Ferran can't help himself when he turns to respond to her, voice rising with a concern that's much more like his old outgoing self than the frequently drained present-day Ferran.]

They're not stupid! [He blinks at his outburst for a brief moment as if almost embarrassed, but the earnest look to his eye doesn't fade even as he tries to rein himself back in.]

If they're hurting you, they're real and they matter enough for people to want to help. I—y-your friends just want to you to be happy, you know?