[ She's listening quietly, unsure of how to take just what he's saying. His brother died, but was brought back? Perhaps it's not so farfetched, considering they're the incarnations of a god, but it still seems insane.

But she knows better than to doubt it.

Finally she tries to catch his eye again. ]

I cannot imagine how horrific that must have been to see... But suppose the only solace is that the worst did not happen, and no one was hurt badly enough that it could not be fixed.

[ She moves her hand to slowly rest on his shoulder, unsure of the motion but wanting to at least try to let him know, at least though touch, that she's there for him. ]