[Husk waits patiently, allowing Lapis to try and process all of this. He understands it's a lot, a huge, weighty, terrible thing. He wishes he could lift it all away from her, but he can't. He's done all he can, but removing that monster from the equation, but the rest? The figuring out how to heal from this? Well, he can only support her- the rest of it has to be on Lapis herself.

When the sob breaks, though, he shifts a hand to curl around her arm. He gives her arm a single, brief squeeze. Understanding, comfort, support: all rolled into one. ]

Anytime. 'S my job.

[ Doing what he can to make her as safe as possible, which admittedly isn't much in a world like this one. He has no intention of telling Lapis the drivel the old woman spouted- he doesn't want her to be hurt by that monster any more than she has been, but he does sigh.]

It was the only way around it. She wasn't- there wasn't much left to fuckin' reason with even if I wanted to.