His hands move soothingly up and down her back, murmuring soft comforting words into her hair. As she sobbed, his head ducked, pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head. He wouldn't tell her it would be alright because he couldn't promise that. But he would be there for her always.
Once the tears slowed, he pulled away enough to pull a handkerchief from his pocket, gently wiping her face. "Now..." Voice gentle, he stood, scooping her up in a fluid motion. "Rest is next. I will look after Hope."