She sighed softly, watching the purplish tears drip down his cheeks. It was odd... she wasn't sure how to act. She wasn't his moirail and didn't pity him, but at the same time, she had no desire to take advantage of his vulnerability.

"It's okay," she said gently. She was, at least, trying to understand and listen. "It's understandable, how you feel. Anyone would feel the same way, so don't beat yourself up about that."