[ lil purses her lips again. she tries to spare his feelings, more than she would with anyone else, but the truth's the truth, isn't it? ]

'Course I don't like the bastard. But I like you, don't I? An' I don't think you're crazy. [ a brief beat. ] Lonely, maybe, but not crazy.

Y'do what y'gotta do, hon. An' if y'need me, I'm here. Can't promise I won't try an' kick his goddamn ass when he turns up, but I'm here for you, Nelly. Whatever y'need.