[Shifts a bit to lie down beside him, facing him, twisting away briefly only to pick up one of their discarded towels so he can clean him off a little, his touch gentle as he shakes his head]
You're my friend, Aramis, even if you don't remember it. I might not have anything to do with... what you're going through, but... [drops the towel aside and shifts closer to him, touching his cheek lightly, thumb brushing] I want to help you, if you'll let me, even if it's just holding you while you cry or listening to what you want to say. Or doing nothing at all besides be here. Whatever you need, I'd do that for you.