Marie moved forward at his words, instinctively swooping in to do just as she'd promised his mother just minutes earlier - take care of him. Slipping an arm around his back, she set her other hand on his shoulder, offering him support and closeness for as long as he'd let her. It felt natural to touch him, to give him those things as much as she could, and she didn't question it for a second.

"Okay, sugar, we'll get you home," she murmured to him before glancing over at Bucky, checking on the other member of their strange little triumvirate. He was losing someone he loved as well, and she wondered for a moment how she was going to manage to see the both of them through this.