[Faced with this overwhelming and shitty situation Helix isn't really sure what to do about it. He wants to take the hurt away but he knows it's too late, too deep a hurt and he wasn't there. He's here now though and he wants nothing more than to do something. He's just not sure what that something should be. He was never very good at being comforting.
His fingers tighten on the glass he holds frowning deeply.]
I know. I'm sorry... I wish there were something I could do to take it all away, like how you help me.
[He lifts his eyes then.] Maybe you should be drinking something more than beer.
[It certainly wasn't a good choice, but it's one way he knew to dull the pain.]