[Watching Sougo's face pains her, but Lacus doesn't look away. She can't bring herself to push him either, even as she sees him trying, struggling to be strong and thinks he might be better off if he released his grip and let her catch him if he should fall, or to tell him that he can cry, like he did for her when Kira was lost. But no. His grief is his alone, and she will respect it, even if all she can do is stand steady at his side and silently offer whatever he needs.]
[Still, her desire to comfort him overwhelms her, and so she allows her chin to porch on his shoulder, and her fingers to curl around his arm.] if that happens, we'll find a way to warm it again. [She puts no particular emphasis on the 'we' but it stands out all the same.]