[He isn't ignoring her on purpose, but the sight was just so overwhelming, it was hard to process anything else. But, finally, after a moment he can actually say more than two words.] This must have been difficult. For both of you. [She did say she had help, right? He thinks he remembers, but he's busy putting a lot of different feelings together.]
[When he feels her weight ever so slightly against his sleeve he snaps a little out of it, immediately recalling what he had mentioned before. His hands unclasp his coat, sliding it off of his arms and then draping it over her shoulders. All the while he tries to keep his eyes as skyward as possible, without messing up at the task. It was as if he thought they were going to disappear if he so much as blinked.]