Lydia nodded a little bit more, glad he wasn't particularly angry with her, or blaming her for it all. She probably wouldn't stop blaming herself for a while, but it helped to know he didn't.

"I shouldn't keep you, if you want to make your train..." He needed to go home. She understood that. Part of her wanted to, too, but she didn't really have one of those anymore. Samuel had destroyed that along with everything else.