He didn't know what to say to her. What exactly was one supposed to say in this sort of situation? Nothing he could have come up with would have made it any better any how. Even if he did not think like the rest of his family, he had still been raised a Black. He had still been raised in the same ways as the rest and there were still things that were important to him. And he hated that this was one of them. All of this crap was supposed to have ended when they died. None of it was supposed to matter in death and yet it all still did. It made him wonder just what the hell was wrong with all of them that it still mattered as much as it did in a place in like this.
Finding himself still at a loss for words he simply reached out and pulled her closer, his arms wrapping her once more as his gaze focused on one of the far walls. For really it was the only thing he could think of to do let alone to say.