[ The lack of response doesn't bother him. Truth be told he's just happy that he didn't get an armful of air just now, that she's solid and warm and real against him even if she isn't really there. It means there's still something to handle. Something he can do, something he's equipped to do.
He tightens the embrace, lending her as much support as he's capable of. Solid as a rock, for now. If it's too heavy for her, then he can carry some of the weight.]