[ It's not the first time in his long existence that he hasn't been there when someone needed him, friend and stranger alike. It isn't possible to save everyone in every pocket of the universe who has ever cried out for help, but that doesn't stop his hearts from aching for just a moment to know - to see - what she's suffered through and when she asked for help, nothing and no one came. He didn't personally let her down, but he can wish that she'd had better. ]

I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you needed someone and you were alone. But you are not now, you won't be.

[ Still, he keeps his distance. Can't risk making it all worse for her, she's been through enough as it is.

She doesn't need to suddenly accept his offering, nor would she. He's frightened her and he's a stranger from a strange land. But at least for the time being, he's not going anywhere anytime soon. None of them are. ]

I'll tell you what I am another time. It's more than enough for one day, I think.