"Of course." Katie reaches over to rest her hand on Molly's, shaking her head. Her own loss is so fresh that she can't help thinking of Russell, the pain looping through her again, wishing he were still here. He adored Molly. Maybe he would have known how to help. She's not sure there's anything that can be done, though. There wasn't for her. "I'm glad you did. God, this place is..." She just wants to ask why this keeps happening to them, and she can't. This isn't about her, not today.