She looked up as he touched her, her lips twitching in another embarrassed smile. Lifting her hand and setting it over Walter's, she squeezed his fingers with a fragile grip. "I'm sorry. I wish I could say something like that to you, too." It wasn't an odd thing for her, to feel that gulf between another person's feelings and her ability to empathize with them — but it was rare for her to wish that the distance didn't exist when she didn't have anything to give. "But I hope you're allowed to stay here for a long, long time."