Ethan simply put his arms back around her, letting her take what comfort she would. It wasn't easy, growing up here. Granted, Eileen was a child of a newer generation, but it seemed the Deck was still determined to put its youth through hell before granting them the boon of adulthood.

...no, not the Deck. The moronic adults who claimed to "know what was best" for their offspring. But there was little help for it, save to offer comforting arms in which to hide.

"We'll figure it out, carina," he soothed, stroking the length of her hair. "Together, hm?"