Landing safely, Crow had little time to stop and think about what he was actually going to tell Heather. He hadn't given it any consideration before, having rushed back here pretty much without thinking. He had a vague idea of how she must have been feeling due to having been through something similar more than once, but that was exactly what caused him not to know how to help her -- other than, well, zooming back through half of Johto to meet her.

But now that he was finally here, he couldn't come up with anything of substance to say. He knew nothing he'd talk about would make much difference, especially now that the wounds are still fresh. The duelist remembered all too well how difficult it had been for him to force himself to actually talk to people after Kaito's disappearance -- that, and the rising urge to throw his Gear to the wall every single time a message asking about how he's feeling came.

So with his Pidgeot back in its PokéBall, Crow faced his friend with a somewhat concerned expression.

"... How are you?"

Close enough.