He reaches up and gently cups her face in his hands. "I know, darling. I'm so sorry about that." She's grieving for him, and that was not what this moment was about. It was getting her safe and sound out of here.

Then they could process this. (That's at least what he tells himself.)

"I need you to hold on, though. I need to you move with me, ignore his ass and get back in the came. There's time for this later." Just like with Caleb, he kisses her forehead gently.

"Let's go."