"It seemed like you really needed it," the words are said simply, and she hugged him again, her hand on his back. "Seems like you've been beating yourself up for a long time, Harry." She could see it written on him now, even with the time that he'd been here an away from all of this. Not that she didn't think that he shouldn't have remorse for what he did, but because he couldn't undo it. The past was the past and no one here had the ability to undo it.

"I know it's hard, but you're here for a reason, Harry. Whatever the reason, this place decided that you deserved a second chance," the words reminded her of another conversation, one similar in scope with Peter. "You have every right to take it, you know."