[His understanding means a lot. That he's willing to offer her the support he needs, not just sympathizing but empathizing with the pain she feels... she needs that.]

I feel like I should be happy that they've gone home... it's where we belong, isn't it? But I'm going to miss them. Having them both here, where we could be a team without the war...

[But it's all an illusion, isn't it? She sets the flowers carefully in a bowl, resolving to find a proper vase for them as soon as possible, and settles on the sofa, slumping.]