Sasha nodded. "He was in a bad place in his mind when he wrote that," she presumed. She couldn't really know for sure. Sasha didn't have too much experience with something like this. Hell, she didn't have much experience in anything outside of Hello Kitty. That didn't mean she couldn't relate to what he was going through. The trick was knowing just how to make him feel better even when she knew that eventually he would have to go home and face his brother again.
"What about your other brothers? What did they say about it?" Sasha didn't know about Nico, but when it came to her and Mari, she always relied on what her sister said. Her hand was touching something familiar now, and she realized that she was holding onto her other hand, which had somehow found its way around him to the other side. Even through her gloves, she could feel the rubber band bracelet she had made at camp so many years ago with her name on it.
"Hey," she said, reluctantly peeling herself off him. "Here, take this." With a yank, she pulled off her bracelet and handed it to him. "It reminds me of camp and how happy I was that summer. Maybe it'll make you happy too."