[He takes a look at the small wooden doll from behind Gokudera wordlessly. He memorized the features and the size of the toy. He could feel the heartbreak which was something very close to what he felt when Roxanne had left the Manor and all he has of her is a memory and a letter.]

You don't have to tell me. I think I know.

[He doesn't try to force the comfort. He offers his support and his shoulder without having to say it. He wanted to say more but at this point the words were lost with the emotional thickness that clung to the air like a fog.]

I'm sorry...