Giles shifts to sit properly beside Bash on the bed, rather than simply perching on the side, and takes Bash's hand in his own. Squeezes just enough for some gentle pressure, something to ground against and focus on.

"It takes a long time to come to terms with and begin to recover from experiences such as these. I'm not sure it's a process that ever stops." Not that he knows precisely what Bash has been through, but he can make an educated guess as to the shape of it, "This place doesn't have all that many rules or roles to fall into, the traumas seem to come mostly at random. It is both a blessing and a curse."