For much too long they've known this, but Verity at this point was like another sister to him, and seeing her cry broke his heart even more. But he knew she needed a good cry, so he let her. If it would make her feel better, he was all for it. "Me too." He hugged her tight, trying to blink the tears out of his own eyes, trying to be brave but being betrayed by the cracking of his voice. "I miss the days before the war. When everyone was happy and healthy an' all that." But then again, he probably wouldn't have met the love of his life without it.