[ empathetic as he is, it sort of breaks his heart to see. but alfyn isn't the one that was out there, and, so, he wrangles it in and comes to sit down on the side of her fucked up hand. his legs go crisscross, where he just.

bows his head slightly. ]

... m'sorry. Pretty sure you've heard it a lot today. [ but he is, and for so many things. they should've had more time to figure out how to save him, should've been able to do anything else.

she shouldn't have had to kill anyone, least of all someone that she cared for, shouldn't have had to fight him when he was out of his mind. cruelty at every option.

he offers her his hand, though, after he's set down the jar. ] We can sit in the quiet, if you want to stay in your head for a little while. Or I can listen, or we can talk. Whatever you want.

But you want someone to check out your hand for you?