He nodded when she took his arm, relaxing once they had apparated. He frowned when her chin quivered, and he wanted nothing more than to grab her and bring her close to him, making it all go away.
He was just able to grab her hand and give it a squeeze before she was gone, and he looked down at Octavius. "We'll see now, boy," he said. "I don't know what's going to happen."
Atlas stood for a moment, just taking in everything that he'd done and said, and her responses. Then he sighed and started walking back to his flat. He was tired.