Ginny gave a nod, her voice was stuck in her throat and she didn't trust it right then. She was glad he was there and she was glad to have him to hold onto, even if it was hardly fair of her to lean on her son. She was the mum and she was supposed to be the one that they all leaned on. In spite of herself, a tear slipped down her cheek and a small sob hiccuped out of her throat. "We'll get through." She said again, voice cracking.