Minoru felt the onslaught of emotions, the grief flooding over him. So, he just held on. Ziggy needed him to be an anchor, and it was all he could do until the wave passed and he could come up for air. Which, like Ziggy’s wailing, did have its ebbs and flows now.

“It’s all right. You don’t have to know how you’re supposed to feel...” He stroked the Anthean’s back, whispering soothing words and calming reassurances. “Just... just breathe with me... in... out... there you go...”