Romilda reached over to take Dem's hand. She liked feeling close to her best friend. Especially since she really didn't have anyone else and right now Romilda was a ball of nerves. She didn't want to do anything to upset Anthony. And then, after a moment, Romilda put her other hand on top of Anthony's.
If she had gone through what he had, Romilda wouldn't want to be alone. If she lost Ioan-- no. That was too horrible to even think about. Instead she shook her head, waving off his apology. "Don't worry about it," she said quietly. Romilda was used to being disliked by people and she was far more of a forgiving person than most people knew.
Looking over at Dem, Romilda smiled a bit. "I did the same thing to Neville, so I know how you felt." Okay, so she probably shouldn't have yelled at Neville when he was healing, but it had been for Dem. Romilda understood where Anthony had been coming from now.