[ He knows that he could never hope to replace her real family, those she has lost and those who yet lay sleeping, and nor does he want to. He simply tries his very best to be there for her when she needs him.

She takes his hand and he echoes the squeeze of her fingers with his own. ]

Time may dull the sting, but the pain of loss never truly leaves us. I am glad, however, you were able to learn of what became of him.