[ he reaches out when he sees her shaking, her reaction, gently cupping her elbows and giving her the support that he had with the other travelers at his back. they didn't manage to soothe him, not completely, but it was still enough to keep him from sinking completely into the despair brought on by such a betrayal. the blood is still thick on his hands in his mind, so to speak, both from the mending, and from the killing.

especially considering everything this place has made them all do. made him do. ]

S'not your fault. Him, or you havin' to see it. C'mon, think maybe we ought to go somewhere you can sit for a sec, 'cause that's - it's not a good thing to have to go through. [ especially when you're - not necessarily softer, because he would never say such a thing about someone with such sad eyes as camille, but someone that shouldn't have to go through with having bloodstained hands. ]