Nessie glanced up, "oh" she said softly, then, "W-we are all s-s-s-scared of s-something I'm s-s-s-sorry that happened to y-you" She looked down. She was lousy are offering comfort. "It s-s-sounds h-horrible, to n-not do s-something you once loved" 

She wished she could be better at expressing things, wished she knew how to. She shifted in her chair, curling up once more, feeling like an idiot.