[ she breathes out, brows furrowed both in understanding and sympathy. ]

I know how it feels, to look back and think of all the things you should have done, how you could have made things different, how you could have helped those who now suffer. Maybe you could have done something, maybe you couldn't have... but we can't go back, Lance. We can only do our best now, to help and make things better. If you dwell on the past, what is now will pass you by before you even notice.

[ again, she reaches for his hand, twines their fingers together. ] Don't waste time on blame. Spend it instead trying to think what you can do, here and now.