Vic would have held her as long as she needed. Or well, at least until he needed to move or use the restroom or some such. He had no problem providing comfort, he was patient and knew that when he had needed it, people had been there for him. He knew how important it could be, so he was happy to give it back to others in need.
He nodded and lightly ran his fingers through her hair. He understood not being ok and hoping that maybe, someday, you would be. "Get some rest," he agreed with a nod. running a hand down her back as he shifted away. It was a slow, careful action, she could stop him if she wanted. Sometimes having someone move away could pull out emotions, and Vi seemed to be all about emotions, even if she often hid her own. "I'm just down the hall if you need me, okay?" He asked, brows lifting as he looked her slowly over before he started for the door.