[Dhaos tightens his hold, though it remains gentle. For a while he says nothing, just allowing Ioder to to cry while he searches for something to say. It hurts to see someone normally so bright and cheerful, and he just... wants things to go back to some semblance of normality. Wants the little emperor to smile again.

...And so he begins to sing.]

Cold is the water
It freezes your already cold mind
Already cold, cold mind
And death is at your doorstep
And it will steal your innocence
But it will not steal your substance

But you are not alone in this
And you are not alone in this
As brothers we will stand and we'll hold your hand
Hold your hand...