[ Anyone with an ounce of empathy, faced with a friend crying, would feel inclined to comfort. He simply didn't want her to feel as though he was patronizing her. They know so little about each other, but he can't help but feel honored that she's chosen him to confide in.
Even if her troubles have no solution, and it is grief and regret to be processed, but perhaps never truly healed from.
He stands up, leaning down and offering her his hand to guide her onto her feet. It's hard to hug someone while they're still sitting down. ]
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[ Anyone with an ounce of empathy, faced with a friend crying, would feel inclined to comfort. He simply didn't want her to feel as though he was patronizing her. They know so little about each other, but he can't help but feel honored that she's chosen him to confide in.
Even if her troubles have no solution, and it is grief and regret to be processed, but perhaps never truly healed from.
He stands up, leaning down and offering her his hand to guide her onto her feet. It's hard to hug someone while they're still sitting down. ]
I only wish there was more I could do.