Rebekah's expression grows more sympathetic. Loss she can understand. She's felt it acutely more than few times in her life. Of her large family only three of them remain now. Or as far as she knows, anyway.

She notices the last one seems to get the most pain out of the boy, though she has the courtesy not to comment on it.

"I'm sorry to hear that. It's never easy to lose those we care about."