Neville felt his own eyes water. He'd seen people he knew hurt or killed during the final battle and that had been hard on him. He couldn't imagine what it must have been like to have someone die in your arms, especially not someone you loved as much as Anthony clearly loved Sorin. "I'm so sorry Anthony." he could hear a little shakiness in his own voice, "I wish you never had to go through anything like that." And he did, he hated seeing his friends hurting and he wished there was something he could have done. No one deserves to feel the pain it was evident Anthony was feeling.
He held Anthony tight as he buried his head in his shoulder. He had no idea what to do but he would do anything to make him feel better. "W-what can I do?"