[ She looks so young, then. Just another one of his kids, the ones he dragged from Utopia and put right back in harm's way, despite everything he tried. And she'd had it harder than most. Outcast among the outcasts, through no fault of her own. And now on the edge of a dark place he was all too familiar with.

He takes a step towards her, reaches out to touch her shoulder. Letting her know he's there, if she needs a body to lean against for a time. ]

I'm sorry, kid.