"You don't have to handle it," Cole says as he wanders in, letting the door close by nudging aside the box. "I know you want to handle it, but you don't need to. When you cry, your body purges toxins. I learned that with the Fleet. It's actually your body trying to cleanse itself, so it's good for you."

He wanders closer, swaying on his feet. "I'm an empath. And telepath. With... psychometry?" He sounds unsure. "My body is a manifested spirit, so I talk to the inside and outside of everything at the same time, but most people only talk from outside to outside."

He's trying to explain.