Comfort was easy to give for her, it allowed her to focus on others rather than herself, something that she was never wished to do. There was too much fear in her at the darkness that might be lurking inside. If not darkness, than vulnerability, something that was even more terrifying.

She could see a look in his eyes, an emotion shared by a number of people from Westeros. That haunted expression that spoke of horrors and pains. He had his share of suffering, yet here he stood, still strong enough to contribute and face the day.

She wasn't wrong. He would find happiness in the end, she was certain about it.

"You're not alone." She offered him, not bothering to ask about Murphy's Law. There were much more important matters. "Whatever this place brings, we are in this together. Don't feel that you need to keep any concerns or thoughts to yourself."