Ty wishes, desperately, that he could tell Ruth its ok. Having lost his love, he would trade his right arm at this moment to be able to tell her he'll be alright for a couple hours. She can take some time, mourn, do what she has to do. She's been there for him, a steady and consistent source of sanity - its almost more than he can bear to make her take his stress on top of his own.
He can't. He's not strong enough. He knows, without her, he could manifest anyone - including William Hand again. For all his power, all his powers, the one thing he can't fight is himself. He can tear a palace from its foundations, crumble it to dust - but he can't spare a true friend who has sacrificed so much even a few moments alone to deal with her pain.
Instead, he just nods to her request and gently squeezes her hand, looking, for all the world, like a scared little boy.
Just between them, across the link, on picking up that last thought, he does offer her the one thing he can.
/I can show you how... if you want?/
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