Emily shakes, dropping to her knees both from exhaustion and what she's just seen. As she falls, Sigmund leaps to his feet, vaults the couch and runs to her side. pulling her close. The air around Sigmund begins to warm and smells faintly of freshly-fallen rain. Emily looks up at him, shivering and distressed. "So much pain," she whispers. "Worlds being destroyed, death, the dying, suffering. Whatever is going on in there, it's not good at all. I don't know of anything we can do to help her, and that may very well be worse than anything we saw, at least on a personal level." She looks him in the eye. "Whatever's causing that would probably get along quite well with Loki," she says. Sigmund nods and rocks back and forth, still holding onto Emily, concluding the last few bars of the song that she had been humming. Tired from the healing and the foray into Reshaya's mind, Emily begins to sleep lightly. Sigmund picks her up and sets her on the couch, covering her up with his coat and placing one of the pillows that was lying on the floor underneath her head. After kissing Emily on the forehead, he stands up and looks around, noticing Silver. "Nice to see you, Silver. How's your day going?"
((Not surprising. Emily's mind isn't the most well-defended, so it would be easy to haul her in. And yes. Sigmund introduced her to the other guy. Very carefully.))