Neal stays put, feeling like an elephant sat on him. He's not sure he could get up if he wanted to. He does eavesdrop, however, closing his eyes to focus on listening.

It's not comforting to know he isn't the first one who was attacked. It's worse knowing it was a young woman. He hopes, fervently, that Doc is wrong about Elena being ashamed in that way. Neal is a little ashamed himself of what happened, that he couldn't stop it, but simple assault is nothing compared to... that.

He clears his throat, rasping a little as he speaks up. "But people come back here. Even if..." He stops, hating the idea of killing someone, even if they have been attacking people. "There's no guarantee he'll stay dead."