[He doesn't really know what to say, either. He's never been good at comforting words, so all he can hope is that his presence is somehow enough. He's warm, and so is the house, so if nothing else he has that to offer.]
Yeah... yeah, I know...
[Whatever good points it had were so easily stripped away by all the nasty things that kept happening. They had no protection against these things, either.]
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Yeah... yeah, I know...
[Whatever good points it had were so easily stripped away by all the nasty things that kept happening. They had no protection against these things, either.]
I'm sorry.