A nod, a polite 'you too' for the sake of courtesy, but Jane visibly deflates when he mentions the civilian casualties. It pulls the pit out of her stomach, dropping it to the soles of her feet in an uncomfortable, light-headed sort of way.

"Ah..." she murmurs, clasping her hands in front of her to keep from twisting them together. One thought comes to mind. A selfish one, and yet there it is all the same.

Who is going to get the blame for this?

"Do they know what happened? What caused it all in the end?"