Eli sat and pondered why places like this had to use these God awful plastic chairs as he waited for her. When she came back out she looked even worse than when he'd gone to get her. He tood when she came out, then wrapped his arms around her and his fingers softly stroked her hair.
He couldn't shush her, couldn't tell her everything was going to be okay. He didn't know that for her, so he just held her and let her be.