[Elesa's not sure what sort of things Silver's exactly going through, but the trouble is plain on the boy's face. She gently puts a hand on his shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze.]
They'll be okay... we can trust the doctors here to do their job.
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They'll be okay... we can trust the doctors here to do their job.
[She'll turn to Hilbert, though...]
Did Emmet call you?