"Hey, don't apologize," Grace replied lightly, smiling and shifting to help him sit up, catching her leather jacket before it slid off of him and giving his shoulder a comforting squeeze once he had his bearings under him again. "It wasn't your fault. It's this moon. It's...hurting people, somehow. Why don't I walk you home, to your people? I think being with them will do more than I can, if just talking about them helped you this much."