He gave her a smile in return. Not really comforting or happy or anything like that; a smile of shared sorrow. "Thank you. For listening." There wasn't anything else to say. Not right now, anyway. Just knowing that there was that shared knowledge...was soothing. It didn't give him hope, or make him feel especially better. But it was calming to know.

"Would you like some tea or something to eat? I'm going to be cooking omelettes."