September blinks, but curls his arms around Walter anyway. It almost feels as though he's holding the other upright. Perhaps he is. He has no idea what to say, though, so he just holds Walter for several beats, racking his brain for the right words. One hand pats Walter's back.

He lets his eyes fall half shut, listening to Walter's thoughts. Just the surface thoughts, really, just what he's thinking and feeling right now. It's powerful, more so than any other mind he's listened to recently. Still, he can sort out the emotions.

"They will likely not have time to notice that you have gone," he murmurs softly. "Time moves much more quickly here than it does there." He gathers another few thoughts and takes a breath before continuing. "I know... a little... how it feels not to have one's family with one. I will help you. You do not have to be alone."

Whups, his eyes are prickling and watering a little.