Despite his reassurance, she helped him to his feet, feeling the ache in her own muscles as well. She'd helped him along this much, there was no sense in dropping the ball now.

"The mirror should be close by."

There was a pause as she walked slowly along with him, the cold air beginning to prick their soaked skin.

"You'll get through it. I know you can keep fighting it."

It was quiet encouragement, all she could muster for the time being. If he wanted to talk about it more later, he would. If not, it wasn't something she'd push unless it really seemed to become a problem.