Oh, Kobra. She won't hit him with logic, harsh truths, or likelihoods. There's no point. They won't reassure him and she knows he already knows what the chances of Party 'just hiding' really are. He's in pain and she can't fix it with words. She's not sure if she can fix it at all.

So she sinks to her knees in front of him and gathers him to her chest. "Shhh. Just breathe, baby. Just breathe." Lydia knows this feeling well. It's how she felt when he said goodbye. He could cry if he wants to, she wouldn't say a damn word.

"I love you and I'm right here."