[Her grip stays firm those awkward minutes. She'd messed up by not being able to comfort Kuzuryuu, so being able to offer at least something to this boy here... she couldn't turn it down or make him stop until he was ready. And even then, she almost doesn't want to let him go, even as he starts to sound more composed.]
It's fine.
[Her response is immediate and automatic; if anything, her grip only tightens a touch further.]
no subject
It's fine.
[Her response is immediate and automatic; if anything, her grip only tightens a touch further.]
...He is. I'm sorry.