[ despite the trauma, alfyn leans into her touch, welcoming it, accepting the contact as well as the handkerchief. he gives her a small, grateful smile as he does. ]

... I'll try to. I just - I want to find out what happened to all of them, but Pickles... he saved my life. He saved it more than once. [ he reaches his hand over to take hers, squeezing her fingers tightly when he sees her eyes tear up too. ] Is it gonna keep gettin' worse?