[ He has no real frame of reference for how he should act in this moment. Holding her, petting her hair and her ears, and just being there with her seems all well and good, but is that really what she needs?

He has questions for her, but a part of him wonders if asking them when she is so obviously fragile would only make things worse. Oh, of course she told him what happened during her time on the First, and he knew immediately that she had no small amount of lingering effects from being there and from everything she had seen.

Still, he knew he was at a loss for how he could really help. All he knows right now is that she needs help, but he is unsure how to give it. ]

Lantaa, I am right here, and I will always be right here, to the best of my ability.

[ Except at the moment, it seems that his best efforts are not enough, but he knows he still has to try. ]

Would it be of help if you were to talk about anything you wished to while I listened?

[ It seems that talking might help, but if she refuses, then he will have to simply think of another approach to take. ]