He's a little surprised at the tears. Not that they're there at all but that they're there when she's been watching a memory of him. He tells himself they're from earlier, from her breakdown in the hotel, but he's not so sure. He's not so sure that she feels nothing seeing this.

He's shaking - vibrating - with feelings he can't even pry apart and identify because they were previously compartmentalized in little boxes that have apparently just been knocked open.

But he manages to calm, manages to still himself.

Manages to continue being kinder than she probably expects.

"Then the next step is to figure out who to be instead. I told you before, not all of who you used to be was bad." She was a mega bitch from the start, but early on, before the head fuckery that was done to her, she was kind of their bitch. "Maybe start there."