Her request is enough, but the tear says all the more. Anders takes a seat next to her and puts his free arm around her shoulders gently. He's been on his feet working for some time, and this is still a form of healing.

"Of course." The wall behind them is kindly supportive, and he relaxes against it for a few moments before looking over at her again. "Is there anything you'd like to talk about or hear? I don't know a lot of stories, but I could come up with something. Or we can sit here in quiet." He's not good at quiet for long, except when there's a reason for it.