Bridget smiled and shook his head. "Oh no," he said quickly. "You don't have to do anything for me at all. That's why it's friendship! But..." He tilted his head to the side and tapped a finger against his lips in thought. Suddenly, Bridget brightened.

"Promise me that if you're uspet, you won't just go and hide. You'll look for someone to talk to. Okay?" Armand looked sad, but it looked like he was trying to hide it. His father sometimes looked like that and Bridget didn't like that.