The contact was nice. Reassuring. She met his gaze, once so alien, and now the most familiar to her here. The most important, by far.

"I know. I do. It doesn't help anyone to sit around feeling like every death is somehow my fault." She sighed, and took one of his hands in her own. "I just... For the first time in a long time, I honestly didn't know what to do next," she admitted quietly.