Corbin sighed "That I can do. Or I'll try, I ain't that great a liar. But Ren..." He wanted to hold her or hug her or take her hands or something, but he didn't know her well enough to know how she'd take it. So he settled for leaning forward, tilting his head so she could see his face.

"There ain't nothin wrong with you. I don't give a fuck what you think some spirit that don't even care if you're happy thinks or wants to say. You ain't broken, you ain't wrong just cause you like girls. I hope you find someone that makes you happy. And it really fuckin' shouldn't matter what they got in their pants. But I think that's for you to deal with." He could say it til his throat was hoarse, but if Ren wasn't ready to hear it then she wouldn't.