I see.

[She looks too small and too anxious to ask any of the thousand things in his head at the moment. Maybe some day when things have calmed down he can ask a few careful questions. He rests a hand on her back, rubbing lightly, hoping it will help remind her that she really isn't alone here.]

I'm sorry about what happened. And I still don't think it was right. I wish you'd had friends there, but I know you have them here.