There's nothing he can do. There is NOTHING he can do and he's kneeling by Greg anyway, hand over the wound, examining him as calm as he can manage but-

No breath, no pulse, and with all the blood? It looks like it was quick. Part of him is grateful for that. Greg wasn't suited to violence- it isn't-


it wasn't in his nature. "He protected you."

Because that's what Greg did in his own way. Kept everyone settled and sane and safe in all the small ways that people tend to take for granted and it's not fucking FAIR. It's not fucking fair that they're brought here and this shouldn't have happened and he's not-

Leonard takes a slow steadying breath, crams all that down. Turns to Rose and extends his hand to her. "I'm so, so sorry, Rose."