Neville shook his head slowly. "No, Luna, I don't think I am," he said, almost in a whisper. He drew his knees in closer to his chest, resting his head on his crossed arms. "This is just too much to take at once, y'know? I just..."
He cocked his head to the side just enough to see her with one eye. "I want to fix it. I want to put it all back to the way it was. And the frustrating bit is that I know I can't. I feel useless." He sniffed at his own joke. "Not that I've never felt useless before, but this is completely different."