[He lets her lean, lets her cry, and strokes her hair with one hand. He doesn't say a word, doesn't judge her or mock her or tell her to grow up and get control of herself.
In all honesty, it's almost comforting to see that she seems to be having as hard a time of things as Charles. Not that he likes seeing either of them upset.
When she starts to quiet, when the sobs die down, he tilts his head to glance at her, still running his fingers over her head, through her hair.]
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In all honesty, it's almost comforting to see that she seems to be having as hard a time of things as Charles. Not that he likes seeing either of them upset.
When she starts to quiet, when the sobs die down, he tilts his head to glance at her, still running his fingers over her head, through her hair.]
What is it?