Penny felt her heart breaking. Or rather, she felt Wyatt's heart breaking. Sometimes it was hard for Pen to be the kind of witch or white lighter everyone expected her to be. It wasn't easy to separate herself from all the emotions. But when it came to family she just learned to force it. She had to do it to help them. So she did, even though sometimes it kind of hurt.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Wyatt." Penny reached out and took her cousin's hand. Wyatt was always there for all of them, so it was only right for them to be there for him. "I mean, you always knew it was going to be difficult." He was the only the most recent in a long line of witches shot down by mortal significant others... not the first.