...I have never seen anyone look so sad as you did when you came to our camp yesterday. Not even my grandfather, when he lost his only daughter.

[She backs up a little when she's done, giving him his space. But curiously, she's done with averting her eyes, now. She's looking at him directly, chin raised just a touch, gaze steady. Whatever hesitation had been in her before, it's not present for this.]

So I meant it, when I wished you to be safe and be well. And what I did not say was that it was going to be all right, because it was not something I could promise. But I am glad you were not left to do this alone. I hope that it brought you some comfort, this past night, that you weren't.