She frowned. Sophie typically didn't think about Gar as having a tragic past. She reached out, patting his hand in what she hoped was a comforting way.
She shook her head a bit. "Well, there were my sisters. And then Quentin," she shrugged, as if to say 'More of the same.' Truth be told, this was a little different than the other losses had been. Back then she'd had Emma's lap to cry on, and Rose had taken her on shopping trips.