"Cashmere." Her name is said with emotion, not warning. Maybe she hadn't seen his dream. Maybe she had. He loved Skye but Trip wasn't fool enough to believe it was to the depths that Cashmere loved her twin. So while he knew the pain she was going through, he recognized hers was more severe. "I'm sorry you had to go through that. You're not alone here."

It wasn't time yet to explain that he meant both what she experienced and physically in the hotel. He wanted to hug her but only if it brought comfort, not further turmoil. Trip couldn't just stand there when she closed her eyes. His arms enveloped her as he held his breath both figuratively and literally.