Startled, she blinks down at him.

"What? What are you..?"

But that's not entirely honest, she realizes, and trails off, biting her lip.

"Listen. It's not -- it's not a problem, not something that can be solved. There's no one to beat up or rescue. It's just a... a thing." She lifts her free hand as though she intends to touch his cheek, then lets it drop. "You can help -- you have been helping -- by just... being you."