Harry sighed and gently hugged her close, and nodded. "I was afraid of that. And I figured as much." he nodded and kissed her cheek gently.

"You're a far better person than you give yourself credit for, Justine."

He awkwardly patted her leg, pain in his voice and tiredness, too. He did not cry, but he would do that, later. for now, he gently tapped her nose and held out a handkerchief to her.

"I am still glad you are here."