[ A little bit of moisture is nothing compared to everything else that has stained his clothes up until this point and he lets her cry without fuss, only loosening his hold when Gray starts pulling away.

He leans back, giving her room to breathe, his own expression solemn. ]

You went through a lot. It's normal to react strongly when faced with a sudden loss.

[ Of both her original face and the place where she'd grown up, even if it hadn't been the most joyous place after a certain point. How often had he cried in his room alone after Ronan had taken him in, wishing vainly for things to go back to the way they had been?

Even if it had been just a memory, the reopening of old wounds is just as painful as the creation of new wounds. He can hardly judge her for her grief when he's suffered through similar not all that long ago.

For a moment he hesitates, unsure if he should leave things be or potentially make them worse. But Gray, honest and accepting as she is, deserves his true feelings more than anyone. ]

I'm sorry too. For intruding. But I didn't want to leave you behind.

[ He can't say that he'll forget what he saw because he truly doesn't think he can, a little bit of her past now etched permanantly onto his heart, but he can at least apologize for infringing and resolve to not speak of it again if she prefers. ]