[He wishes he could-- fix this. Make everything better for her somehow. He wishes none of it had happened and she at least had her voice because he can't imagine what this must be like for her. He can't do anything besides hold on though.

Hold on and press a soft kiss to her head.]

We'll make it okay somehow... Okay? I'll do whatever I have to.

[Not that there's a lot he can do, but hopefully it'll-- help. Maybe it will soothe some of the hurt she's feeling, some of the hopelessness.]

You're going to see Claire again-- and you're going to hold her again, no matter what.