"Oh." He doesn't know what else he can say to that. He hasn't had a lot of practice with the death of people close to him; in fact, Marshal Pentecost is probably the closest person to Newt who's died and though he'd always remained sure that Pentecost liked him more than he let on, they would never have called each other friends. He shifts, trying to make Kate more comfortable, and kisses her forehead and tries not to think about what it would be like if he lost her.

She's suddenly very quiet, and he wants to say something to fill the void, but then he thinks that maybe she's fallen asleep and it just wouldn't do for him to wake her twice in one night. So he keeps quiet, wrapping his arm around her because maybe if he keeps her as close as he can, he won't have to just pretend to sleep through the night.