"It's quite alright, I know now, don't I?" he said, going silent for a moment as she began to speak. After all, everyone needed to the chance to say their piece. Everyone needed a moment to freak out, to cry, to be angry. There was nothing wrong with that.
So instead of hovering above her like some creep, he figured his parents could handle the crowd for a while.
"Hey, there's not shame in that," he informed her with a nod. "People died, it was tragic. There's been a lot of that lately. Pretty sure not being upset about it ever is more of a problem then breaking down in a pub. This is probably the best place to do it, we've got a lot of remedies to fix that right up." Winking at her he leaned his chin on his hand. "Is there anything I can get you though, really? Anything at all I can do? Not quite sure I can leave you here now, all by your lonesome. Doesn't seem right."