The crying is just as strange when it's against his shoulder. But she isn't pushing him away, and she's letting out her grief and probably a good bit of anger at herself. It's a good sign, York knows. So he holds her quietly, one arm locked around her shoulders and his other hand stroking up and down her back.

He doesn't say anything else, at least not yet, but hopefully it's clear that even if he got angry over the scene before that's not all there is here.