Obviously Melody didn't know that, but Ben wanted to hear it, so he pretended she had some reason for saying it with as much certainty as she had. "Yeah," he agreed, and squeezed her hand. He didn't know when he'd taken it, because she had shifted since he'd put his hand on hers initially. He was a bit surprised by it, but didn't make any move to pull back. Being in contact with someone else felt right, at the moment — he needed something to ground him to reality, and her pain did that. He could feel it in how clammy her skin was.

"Yeah, she'll be alright," he said, with a sharp inhale. He hadn't cried, but probably only because he kept sniffing hard to hold it back. "She's safe now."

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