[ Honestly, he can't say she's necessarily wrong. It's the entire problem with this place. It's so hard to know anything for sure. At least back home he had some information to rely on - both from his senses and just the fact that they knew the community better, that they knew better what they were dealing with. But here? They don't have either of those things.

Methuselah could have nefarious intentions. He could also be well-meaning. Even though Bigby leans a little more towards the latter, he will easily admit it's hard, if not impossible to tell for sure.

Maybe it's why he doesn't say anything more about it right now. He can see how tired Snow is feeling, and though Bigby doesn't get physically as easily tired anymore in this place ever since the recent Aurora, he does feel mentally tired. He's not sure he wants to immediately know which community member they lost.

.. so he just lets out a slight affirmative hum to the last thing she says, then sighs. ]

Do you want to try and sleep some more? [ The Darkwalker did kind of interrupt their nightly rest, on top of it all.. ] If you feel like you might not be able to, I-- um.

[ G-Give him a second. He rubs the back of his neck, stammering a little more than the usual. ]

I could stay here, if that would-- if it'd help.

[ Not to lean into guard dog stereotypes, but.. well. You know. Bigby is just kind of like one big guard dog. He's not sure if his presence would make her feel safer after all of this, but he does know he would feel better if he could watch over her in the wake of that. Bigby is still feeling pretty shaky too. ]

There's a chair, I'd be fine.