[Maria knew that Harold didn't come here expecting some magical phrase or word to solve his problems and feelings. there were none she could give, she knew this herself. nothing could make this better.

but she wished she did have some way to fix this. to make him stop hurting.

her other hand moves on top of his to comfort him. or hoping to anyway. ]

And that's the hard part about caring about someone so much. But you know, while you're here...there isn't a worry about that. I don't want to sound condescending, or I'm making light, but enjoy him while you're here. You should hold onto these moments with him. I know it doesn't change what happened, what will happen, and I'm sorry. But to have someone you care about so much, that's nice. And he's here with you now. It's another chance.

[suddenly she feels embarrassed for saying that. like that was entirely the wrong thing to say. she shakes her head.] I'm sorry. I don't know if I should have said that.