What makes sense at this moment...

 Moments like these are when the strong feel weak. Order becomes chaos. Overcome with emptiness, loneliness, disquieting numbness.

Shock still hasn't worn off. I'm more afraid of feeling. That's when everything will collide, then collapse...when the shock wares off.

Until then, you're strong, brave, and in control. It's my turn to hold them tight and tell them they're okay. Nothing will harm you, you're safe.

And suddenly, their need reminds you of all you feared is never really lost.