He smiled back, but his eyes gave away his sadness. No matter what Cressida said, his brother died. Susan died. Helga. The others. It wasn't the same as disappearing from the village. Maybe they wouldn't remember it when they returned, but he would never forget so long as he stayed in the village. Ginny wouldn't forget either. That truth made him very sad indeed. It didn't help that Harry, Scorpius, and Megan all disappeared too.
He couldn't be selfish. It wasn't right. Everyone was hurting. He took her hand and squeezed. The familiar "duck" made him brighten some. "You were the one who was sick," he reminded her. He kept hold of her hand as he perched next to her on the bed. It had been downright terrifying watching her go through all that, but he was glad he was there for her. He had been a sickly child, but his parents never abandoned him. Not that she knew that yet, but still. It was the least he could do.