"We'll get our lives back, eventually," he says in response, because he gets the feeling that if he doesn't say so, she's liable to think to herself that things are just always going to be the gloom and doom of this place and Derek can't think like that. He needs to get out of here. There might not be much to go back to, but there is Cora.

He gives Gracie a sad sort of smile and a nod when she says that yes, she does have to go back down there. He knows the feeling. If Gracie wants to go back into the fray, he isn't going to talk her out of it; there's no point in that. They're both complete idiots for going back down into that mess, but they're noble idiots, at least.

As he moves toward the door, Derek puts a hand on her shoulder and gives it a quick squeeze of solidarity before dropping his hand back to his side. "You too," he says sincerely. "Here goes nothing."