He's murmuring to her now - nothing specific, because he doesn't know the shape of her pain yet, just gentle assurances where the tone matters more than the actual words. They fall from his lips with the sort of ease he knows he doesn't have anymore, not really; that might well fade, in the coming days and weeks.

But for now, at least, he remembers how to be a father.

(Not to Elias, not this time, and he doesn't know if that's better or worse but he can't dwell on it now.)