[His eyes soften. Blue flames back to blue skies. He gently takes her shoulders, heedless of the chainsaw and spins her back around, crooning gently in her ear.]

Go talk to him, eh?

I should have done this before, told you more things, but I can't always keep track. He needs you in his life right now, and believe it or not? You need him too. Once you start talking and trying to get along? You will. Trust me.

He's really messed up right now. Remember when I asked about how you died? [Gently nudges the back of her neck and head with the top of his own.] He's shook up. You don't have to bring it up, but he doesn't understand how to live after such things. Show him the way, okay?

I have faith in you both.