It takes her a moment to bring herself to look at him. She watches the awkward movement of his hand and offers a sad smile in return. "No one should have to live with it. That's why I want to go back home. If... if my friend returns, then he may have information on the men who ordered this to be done. If we can find them, if we can stop them, then maybe no one else will have to suffer like he did."

Carefully, she holds a hand out for him. He had wanted to comfort her and she's giving him an open invitation to do so. "Thank you for listening. Other than those directly involved, no one else knows the full truth of what happened at that tower. I didn't even tell my family what happened when I let them know of my friend's death." Does he realize the weight of all of this? Less than a dozen people know about this. And she let herself be vulnerable around him. It's a dangerous thing to do, but she feels oddly safe around him.