She felt for him. Everyone's home was gone, that was for damn sure. But still. She knew she couldn't leave the guy here. Even if she had to stay there with him til he sobered up enough, she would.
"I'm not Teresa," Piper agreed. "I'm Piper, your goddamn guardian angel, and you're going to come with me whether you like it or not, doll, so you might as well just resign yourself to that." She gazed down at him, trying to assess how to get this done.
"I don't fly, hon. Too dangerous in those skies these days. But I'm here to help you walk." She held out her had to him. "C'mon. Take my hand."