There has to be something comforting to say. Something she can tell Jake and actually believe in herself. She doesn't want to lie to her little brother. Or whoever this boy might be. A boy being used by Gamemakers for some reason she has yet to understand.

She knows how much it hurts to be a pawn in someone else's game. How much it could wear on you time and time again.

"Mine, too." She pats his hair gently, soothingly. "It's hard to concentrate on anything, isn't it?"