[ His arms instinctively go around her, forming a protective circle around her back. It's harder to know what to do after that- Evie was always the one better at comforting and consoling. Jacob's words tended to have more bite or sarcasm than people needed during moments like this.

But Evie isn't here. It's just him. And while the woman hides her face against his tunic, he pulls himself together. He looks up, in the direction the woman has been running from and sees nothing. Yet. ]

It's alright. You're with me, I'll keep you safe from him, alright?

[He doesn't let go of her, just shifts his grip to her arms as she pulls back and wipes at her face.]

Let's get you out of here. This isn't any place to be wandering around alone.