Owen was quiet for a minute, lost in his thoughts. "Do you think," he started, finally, "there might be anything I could do, to help you?" He had, perhaps, asked that question- or variations thereof- already, but he couldn't help but ask again. "Aside from keeping in touch, of course- I have already promised that I will, and I intend to. I-" Owen hesitated a moment. "I know that I am not a replacement for your brother, and I do not seek to be. But I want to help, if I can. If I may."