Blythe didn't say anything else as Yako's tears turned quickly into a waterfall of raw emotions and angst. She'd said her peace and the girl - as she quickly found out - had desperately needed this release. Her arms wrapped fully around Yako again, her hand rubbing the younger woman's shoulder in small circles.
She hated this world sometimes. Hated what this Satan person did to people like Yako. Hated days like the one that occurred yesterday. The universe was at stake, but so were their lives. Their futures. Their happiness, wellbeing, sanity, safety. If she wasn't pregnant, Blythe would have traded places with Yako in a heartbeat.
This girl didn't deserve it. She hadn't asked for it. She certainly hadn't needed it. And yet here she was. The oracle gave her an exta squeeze as she held her, remaining mum until Yako felt she wanted to speak. There wouldn't be many opportunities for this girl to expose herself as she was right now, and every moment counted.