[The soft words in her strained voice give Red pause as the information sinks in. He resists stepping out of his chair to hug her, for the sake of her pride, but gently squeezes her hand.]

...so you're another one with a terrible fate, huh? [He had no kind words for that, nothing that wasn't tired and empty of meaning.]

I'm sorry to bring the bad news then. It's better to know than to not know--trust me on that. I had to figure it out on my own.