"Are you sure it was a good idea to say that to Syd?" Doyle felt sure these were things Amanda should be telling Elliot instead of him. But here she was at the church gym while he was checking to make sure the winter sports' equipment was suppose to be where it should be in storage.
"Yeah, I had too. I couldn't help it." Amanda was a little frantic. "Its true."
"OK, if you say so, but you might change your mind once-"
"Once, what? The drugs set in?" She winced.
"Yeah." He guess that was what he meant. "Not exactly, I mean, you know, once you get past this."
"What's happening to me, Doyle?" She winced.
"Maybe you should just, rest, you know. Forget school. Just you know, have some time to yourself." He looked at her while he hugged his clipboard.
"I have to do something. I have too." She told him.
"No. You don't. You have to just breathe." He smiled. "You have to calm down. Really." Doyle reached out to touch her then, but didn't want to give her the wrong idea, either.
She shook her head, no.
Honestly, he knew he wasn't a professional in this situation. He wasn't even sure he wanted this job anymore, after his kiss with Roger. It was confusing. Was he terrible to finally find someone he wanted to be with. Especially, when it was the last person he was supposed to be with. But he knew this about himself for so long now. He kept hoping it would never happen. But it did. He was at a crossroads, himself.
Amanda just hugged herself. Doyle couldn't even give her a pat on the back. He didn't want her to think she could take refuge in him because he knew he couldn't give her back what she wanted.
"You just have to wait, Amanda. You have to be patience. You have to try to get on with things." What was the other alternative? He was afraid to think what she might do. He called Elliot then and told him he should come and get her.