She tightened her arms around him, nodding against his shoulder. Really, for now, she just ... wanted to hold him a bit. To hold and be held, and ... there were probably better places than the kitchen to do that.
Shaking it off, she eased out of his embrace, rubbing the tears lightly from her cheeks. Deciding he didn't actually need the entire story - and disinclined to relive it - she simply set about fixing them tea. "So ... so how've you been? I hope I didn't worry you too much, yesterday."