[--ah. The moment that Luca says those words, Joshua understands, and all traces of embarrassment are gone. No longer is this out of his wheelhouse - it is a matter of his brother's personal well-being. And if there's anything he is qualified to speak of, it is that. ]

No, it is quite all right. I understand.

[ He shifts, ignoring his set-aside mug of tea in favor of facing Luca once more. ]

I think that we all need a kinder hand from time to time. But I do think that you sell yourself short, Luca. You worry about not being "good" enough, and yet here you are, caring enough about him to come to me to ask for advice. That tells me all that I need to know. You are concerned for his well-being, much as I am, and I could not ask for more.

I believe you will do just fine - and we can work together to help him. You are... capable of reaching him in ways that I cannot.

[ To put it lightly. Ahem. ]