Of course, on some level, Val already realised that it couldn't be good to hear her blame herself. She only did it when things were stressful and dramatic which... that was always now. Everything was always bad.

She didn't believe though, that Danny wasn't going to kill himself. She supposed, if she didn't know when it was going to happen, she'd just have to wait around until it happened and caught her off guard. Val didn't want to wait for the day her son killed himself.

She leaned her head down again and kiss his hand. "I'm sorry," she told him. "I should have thought about how that makes you feel when I say it. The last thing I want is to give you more to deal with."