[It will have to do. He trusts her. He also trusts her judgement, which is a thought he promptly backs away from - dwelling on how she might choose to keep out details to keep Justice from being a headache could aggravate the spirit. The burden of helping keep Justice contained should not weigh on her shoulders, but he's thankful for the help.

Which he should probably express with more than the nod he's giving her.]

Thank you. And if... I realize what I've just asked. That you be a buffer here. You offered to handle this but at the same time, if this is ever too much, if it gets to be that way, please tell me. The work of minding him is not your responsibility.

[He gives her a tired attempt at a smile, fleeting and sad.]

It was my choice, it is my responsibility, and I will redouble my own efforts and ease the weight away.