[ He could probably make up something sentimental about how he'll always be with her in her heart and their memories but honestly, it sounds so false even in his head that he can't bring himself to do it. Hallmark card pleasantries. It doesn't make the bed any less empty or the pain any less crippling — he knows that a little too well now.
The tears don't go by unnoticed — of course they don't — but he doesn't comment. Just holds on, cradling her the best he can, offering up a safe space to let go in. It's what he wanted to do ever since he came back, but what wholly unable to. ]