Tilly desperately clings tightly onto you as she sobs into her arms. Your rough fingers gently caress the bruises formed on her face from the Foreman brothers— a gang she used to run with before she fell in with Dutch. The sight of her crying is enough to make your blood boil, never mind her bruised and in pain. Tilly is such a sweet lady. Why would anyone do this to her?

"I thought you'd never come." Tilly confesses druing her heavy sobs, "I thought I was dead. They were gonna kill me."

She cries harder and rests her head against your chest again after speaking such terrible thoughts. You know your words won't help but it's nice to give it a try and calm her down for the time being.