Riley was a bit startled by the way Cissy had entered his office, but he did know that she tended to run to the dramatic however this had to be more than just that. Riley came out from behind his desk, his heart aching for the poor crying girl and he came and sat on the floor. He was far enough away from him that he wasn't in her space but close enough so that they could talk.
"Cissy...did you want to talk to me about what's wrong?" He was silent for a moment and then leaned back against his desk. "Or we can just sit and you don't have to tell me anything for now." He said in a soft voice; it wasn't that Riley didn't know what to do he just felt it was best for her to get out as much emotion as possible, tire herself out a bit and then maybe she might want to talk and if not he wasn't going to push the poor thing.