Vanya's never been great at being comforting, awkward at best. But she reaches out to place a hand on Allison's arm, giving it a light squeeze.

"Hey. They'll all be fine. These are our brothers we're talking about. It seems like every other month one of us is showing themselves. I'm sure we'll find everyone in no time, it's just a matter of guessing who's gonna show up next. I bet the three of us could start a betting pool."