Guy plucked a handkerchief from his pocket, and offered it to her hearing the sniffling.
"It does not help much." It was a statement rather than a question, as it was a little obvious it didn't help much. He didn't really know what it was like to lose a child. Unless you wished to count Seth being taken as one lost. Though Seth had been lost to him the moment he'd left him beneath that bush, in the wood.
His fingers combed through her hair, drawing it over one shoulder before continuing the act. "As hard as it seems... the only advice I can give is to go back to work. Get your life back to what it had been as you can. If you need, I will watch Katie." There wasn't a great deal that he had to do in the Spa. The fumes from everything done didn't ever reach his desk. He only hoped it didn't sound heartless for him to tell her such a thing.