If that's something you don't inspire, how can you expect me to tell you when I'm in need of help? To trust you not to make things worse?

[He says it sharply, finally voicing his frustration.]

Frank and I ended up in a heated conversation because you told him I was hurt by Shades; you didn't tell him anything about the situation! Was it because you wanted to paint it as more terrible than it was? Because he was utterly clueless to the rest of what I trusted you with.