He leaned into her a bit, still hesitant and raw, and shook his head. They couldn't just leave him, no, but he had no real desire to go out and drag his brother's corpse back, nor did he really want to leave that task to Lydia. "No, we can't. But he's -- I can't, Lydia. I can't go back there. And at the same time, I wouldn't wish the job of bringing him back on anyone else."