I'm sorry that it happened. It's an empathetic sorry. I can imagine how I'd feel, if I'd found something good and lost it.

[More than imagine, if Nadine wants to be entirely truthful with herself. She understands losing the idea of something good, the potential for it.

And she likes Amos. Knowing he'd found something...it's unpleasant to think he'd been taken away from it to be here. There's nothing she can do about it, and she's not about to try and offer that, but she can at least offer what she does have.]

For whatever it's worth...you're not alone here. I know I'm not much, but...you get me, and not a lot of people ever get me.