[ There's so much more he wants to do for Stahn, there are so many questions he could ask, so many things he wants to say: 'are you really okay', 'was that all real', 'I didn't know you knew Leon-san', 'that sort of thing shouldn't happen, ever'. None of it sounds particularly helpful or even appropriate, so he bites them back as he leads Stahn out via cape, and the tension in his shoulders increases with each step he takes over mirrored floors, with each shard he passes by on his way to the exit.

He's not sure how much his comfort is even needed here, if it'll even assuage things any. But this place is so consistently heartless— there should be reminders that it's fine to feel things, shouldn't there?

Once they're back out into the open, Atsushi finally lets go and takes a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. ]

Ah... haha, what an ordeal...

[ His legs feel weak, and he curls his hands into fists to keep them from shaking. ]

I'm... sorry. I don't even have anything productive to say... [ a shake of the head. ] But if you want me to keep quiet about what I saw... I will.