He'd glanced up from the screen and saw her, red rimmed eyes and all, and he felt his twin hearts beat faster in his chest. Poor Sarah Jane. He was never good at the domestic thing or with loss,so all he could do was offer his presence. "You're very welcome." And he felt he owed it to Harry to go now that he knew his friend's fate.
Standing up from the console, he walked over to meet her and carefully, he brushed his finger over a tear track on her face.