At first, she didn't know what to say, so she just let him hold her, and held him in return. In spite of all that was happening, she felt very warm and very safe. She was content to stay like this and not say anything for awhile, but after what he said, that would be rude - but she wasn't going to address the replaceable remark. He'd shoot any of her protestations down, she knew that. She rested her chin on his chest and looked up at him, trying to be a little more cheerful. "Don't be silly, what have you got to be sorry for? None of this is your fault."