She may have expected a bit of a rant, a small note of something that truly bothered Arc, but she did not expect what she was given. She by no mean expected him to break down, she did not expect to be holding him as he cried against her neck. She didn’t expect to be able to feel his tears against her skin, or his shoulders shaking or his arms wind themselves tightly around her. He always seemed so strong, so... together. If he was suffering this much he didn’t let it off. His cries made her close her eyes, the sheer agony of the sound forcing her to bite back her own reaction. He was hurting, badly. Though she didn’t speak, she didn’t tell him it would be alright, or try and console him to ease his soft sobs. She simply tightened her arms around him, letting him cry against her. He needed that, he needed to be able to let out his pain and darkness without being shut down. He needed someone to understand how much he was suffering, and she wanted to do just that. So she just held him.<br/><br/>Her shirt was damp where his tears fell, and she ran her hand across his back as his tired shoulders shook, his cries too powerful for his frame. She hates the sound of him crying, and not because it was a bad sound, but because she hated seeing him hurting this way. He had so much bottled up, no doubt things that carried over from the old world to the new. He had been in this pain for a long, long time. She only hoped that her presence was helping him realize just how important he was, and that it's okay to not be okay.<br/><br/>Eventually, as his sobbing subsided, she let out the breath she had been holding. She glanced over to him, seeing his red eyes and tired appearance, listing intently to his words. As he sniffled, she shook her head lightly. “I would never leave you, you’re kind of stuck with me.” She cracked a smile, her hands still trailing his back in a soothing manner. “What can I do?” She wanted to help him so badly, she wanted to take his pain away. Her knees were beginning to ache from kneeling in the hard ground, but she ignored it. She was far too engrossed in the situation at hand to care about her own pain. How could she? How could she, when the man that she...was with, was in this much pain? She couldn’t, she could only offer him comfort, which she did. She pressed a long kiss to his temple, rocking him lightly.