"Alright. Let's get going then." He couldn't handle tears. Couldn't handle how lost the girl looked in that moment and turned to start walking. She'd follow if she wanted or she wouldn't and he'd...send someone out to get her if needed. Bobby had a feeling that she'd end up following though. What else was there to really do.
He would get her to the welcome center. Get her some food. Try and get her some answers even if it would probably take some time before any of those made a lick of sense. And then...well, he didn't really know what the hell he'd do. But he would try.
Trying was about the best he could do at the moment.
Especially with how much alcohol he had in his system.