Loken has his own reasons for heading to the gardens. They're the closest thing to his little PTSD cave on Luna. Less ants and Rocks to move around here, however. He watches her for a while, remembering their recent meeting, and rumbles, at least. "You're crying. I think."

He's not sure. He's only wept a few times in his life, whether from grief or pain or madness, and the concept is rather unfamiliar to him, a great deal of his emotional affect having been stripped out by psycho-indoctrination.