[Yelena's carrying a cup of tea when she arrives for her shift, about half an hour after the message goes out. She sets it down on Ilde's desk.]

I also have my flask, if you want something stronger.

[There's sympathy there. As far as she's concerned, this is just a mistake correcting itself; that doesn't mean she's insensitive to the fact that Ilde might be grieving someone she felt responsible for.]

I can hold the fort down here, if you need some time.

True. Even if you decided to start the count over again after coming to this place, he is not unique.

[So many people have slipped back to their deaths, even in the time she's been here, and Ilde's tenure is longer than hers. Still:]

It feels different, sometimes, when it is someone you were trying to help.

[And sometimes it doesn't. She's hardly going to judge.]