Wyatt reached over to put a hand on her forearm, offering her comfort as she had to him with the ghost. As soon as his hand hit her soft skin, he was once again reminded of how good it felt earlier.

"I'm sorry you're having a tough time of it and what I have to say isn't patronizing, or at least it's not meant to be. But, I have to respectfully disagree with you. You are closer than you were before. You know what doesn't work, which means you're closer to finding out what does work." His eyes met hers, "and something will work. I am confident that you'll figure it out. Maybe not today or even next week, but you will."