He squeezes her fingers between his, trying to be encouraging. "I got hurt during the riot and I pushed myself too far. It was stupid. I didn't want to let anyone down. I'm sorry." She's such a sweet girl. "Come here." He holds out his arm, motioning her toward him for a hug. One, because he knows it will make her feel better, and two, because it'll let him whisper something in her ear with the certainty he's not being overheard.