Rose was relieved when Rolf simply took over. Her own fingers were still massaging and stroking through Dennis’ hair as she let Rolf’s voice soothe her too. She knew that if she even attempted to speak, she would be counterproductive by railing against Tom and Paden, pointing out how Dennis had been their friend, had loved them, but that it could never have been mutual, because what they had done to him, how they had treated him… you just didn’t do that to anyone, least of all people you cared about… people she cared about.
However, even with Rolf’s soothing words, the sight of her best friends snuggling like that and the calm their little pile exuded, images and ideas of just how to get them back for what they had done to Dennis kept popping up in her mind. Seamus? Sure, he’d been an arse to Dennis today, which wasn’t alright, but it happened, and most likely they could smooth things out, but all he had really done was poke at the insecurities caused by Paden and Tom.