[He doesn't leave his hand there long, dropping it back to his side and retreating a few steps to outside of arm's length once more.]

Then maybe it's enough you know and you believe.

[There's no fix for this. He's lost someone important - boyfriend(?!) - or just friend, and there's no way to make it better. He knows, he's lost people before and he's sure Watson has too. Military men in combat don't go through their careers without losing friends.]

I understand why you don't want to think about it. It doesn't work like that though, does it? The things you want to forget, they're the ones you remember the clearest.