This is a lot to absorb, and he almost signs overwhelmed, but it feels suddenly very important that he not, that he take all of this and process it, even if that takes a little while. Magnus is so bright, summer sun and warmth, and though Galahad is aware that he has sadnesses and worries, most of them feel within the scope of what he can easily understand: purpose, love. This is something else, harder to grasp and unravel. This is the loss of a parent by violence, unjust condemnation for the same, the struggle for survival.

He doesn't know what to say, of course. He squeezes Magnus' hand tightly instead. Then, after a moment he says, also, "I'm sorry."