[He'll leave the further questioning about Nene's involvement in her Boss Fight for another time (despite his growing curiosity), opting to focus on the here and now. Quietly, he pulls back an arm from their embrace, rummaging in his jacket pocket for just a moment until he fishes out a tissue packet from within to pass along to her. It's nothing special-- probably one of the freebies passed along to him on the streets of Kihada-- but it should help with the tears more than just her hand, at least.]

It's fine, I don't mind. You can let it all out if you want to.

[She deserves a luxury of a good cry after everything she'd been through, honestly. He'd certainly shed his own tears during this whole ordeal, though he wasn't so secure in his vulnerabilities to let anyone see it, unfortunately.]

... I get it, though. Sometimes you just wind up so stuck in your own head that you can't really see what's around you. Or... talk to others around you, I guess. It's a hard thing to break.

[Lord knows he can't, anyway--]

This is probably the part where I tell you to "always remember that there's people around who care about you", but I know that's easier said than done, too. I wish there was some simple solution I could offer you, but... [He snorts, a little ruefully:] we probably wouldn't be dealing with all of these Disturbances if there was one, right?

[Somewhere, Zeke and Nikki are just screaming "IT'S THERAPY YOU BOZOS!!!!"]