[It's a heavy sound. It carries a lot in it. The weight of knowing exactly what she's saying and even more so what this means for her. The raspy touch of empathy, because although he didn't know Allen that well he knows what it's like to lose someone without the chance of goodbyes. Without knowing if you'll see them again.
She might've hesitated but he doesn't. There isn't a whole lot he can say that would make it better, but he can slip an arm around her shoulder. He can tug her closer.]