[Throat tight, she nods quietly. Bent forward, her long hair conceals her face, eyes so blurry with tears that she can't see through them. They've only spoken a handful of times. And it isn't that she wants to talk about things. It's too devastating. But maybe the presence of another isn't unwelcome, either.
There's no words. Her body continues to shake as she cries, one hand clutching onto herself tight. The other reaches out. Finger catching the fabric of the material over his elbow, it's the only other indication she offers that she doesn't truly want to be alone.]