"I don't think you're alone here, trying to do that." Lydia encouraged, but she could tell this weighed heavily on him. Assuming he'll let her, she'll lean in and hug her friend. "I...I'm not a fighter. But you're right, that doesn't mean I shouldn't prepare somehow." She'd start her brain moving for ideas she COULD do.

Evacuation might not be a good option, but she could look into that and helping organize what she could right?