[He uncrosses his arms, holding his hands up in front of him in an "oops" sort of gesture. He's still not exactly the best when it comes to comforting others or talking about tricky, feelsy subjects like this. So sometimes he doesn't make himself as clear as he intends.]

Oh, no, you've got it wrong. I'm not saying you should forget about what happened or just get over it. That's definitely not what I meant, forgetting about shit just cause it's unpleasant is stupid, that doesn't help anybody. [He's actually agreeing with her. He knows just what kind of motivator sorrow can become. Been there, done that.] I just meant that sometimes it's best to take a step back for a bit. Focus on something else and then come back to your grief later.

[He scratches at the back of his head.]

Sorry, I probably should have made myself a little more clear. I'm not always the best with words when it comes to shit like this.