She wants to throw up. Or maybe she wants to scream. Or maybe she wants to tear apart everything in front of her, everything that she can see, feel, and touch — everything that, apparently, no longer includes Jason, and that thought alone is enough to make her heart lurch and stomach turn.

With her eyes open too wide and already burning from the effort, Sookie briefly rests a hand on her chest.

"I'm so sorry, Fred," she says after a moment, stepping forward for a hug, which she thinks that maybe the both of them need. Just maybe. It's the only way that she can keep herself from feeling only the selfish thoughts, the ones about how she can't go on without her big brother. He's always been there. He's the only one who's always been there. "And please, please don't apologize to me. I think both of us know how he... how he got caught up in his work, sometimes."