“I don’t know if I’m cut out for this,” she murmured a few minutes later.
Avery cocked his head to the side. “Why not?”
“It’s so much harder than I ever thought it would be. And the first time I go out on my own, I get lost and don’t even know what I’m doing.” She couldn’t quite keep the despair out of her tone, but Avery could tell she was trying.
“Listen.” He kept his voice soft. “We all have our struggles. If this is something you believe in, something you want to do, then there are ways you can overcome this, tricks you can do, mental processes you can implement that will help make sure this doesn’t happen again.”
She stared at him, her eyes wide, but didn’t otherwise react. Avery softened his expression.
“And if you truly think you can’t do this, you can walk away. No one will think any worse of you.”
Her expression said she didn’t believe him, and Avery chuckled.