[He finally pulls his attention away from the remains and toward Hilda as she speaks, and he's not sure what exactly he expected from her response; he probably shouldn't have even asked her in the first place, since it's both nosy and insensitive. But she does respond, and he watches her expression as much as he listens to her words and tone.]

Sorry.

[It's quiet but very genuine, both for her having experienced that and for asking and bringing up bad memories. He hesitates a moment, not totally sure if it would better to ask her something else or to offer a little more himself--he had been pretty evasive with her questions earlier--and eventually decides on the latter.]

That sorta' thing still happens in my world during wars, but it's not somethin' I've ever been around. I'm usually only dealin' with one dead body at a time, and if the person or the situation was any way connected with me personally, I wouldn't be allowed to work on the case.

[And so, of course, this situation is very different.]