Ezri made a face, despite her emotions and the situation. She knew Julian. And she was a counselor. And she wasn't stupid. Julian was doing what he was so good at, compartmentalizing his emotions, walling them off so he could work. And keeping secrets. She knew just how good he was at keeping secrets. And as much as she appreciated it, considering what was going on, it wasn't healthy for him.

"Julian." Ezri reached out for his hands. "It's me. You don't need to be brave for me. It's just us. You just found out something dreadful is going to happen to one of your best friends. It's okay to not be okay. It's healthy. You're supposed to be upset. Talk to me." She gave him a self deprecating grin. "I'm a counselor you know."

And she was not leaving him like this. No counselor or friend would do that.