[He isn't really shocked by how tense she looks. Battler had made it so the people who should have been able to support eachother were too broken to, but Weiss had been the one who it had been most for. She didn't get a choice about whose murder she witnessed. It's so messed up, and there isn't anything he can do about it. Looking back at her, he still looks like he wants to cry. It's the first emotion he's really displayed other than when he snapped at Blake. He tears his gaze away, trying to focus on something else. Snow is jealous and wants attention too, so he pets him, both to distract himself and to placate him. He slows down when Weiss stares counting. He has no idea what she's doing, but hearing her voice and seeing that she's able to talk, even if it's only a whisper, helps distance himself a little from the memories. Weiss is breathing, she's in control of what she's doing. Whatever she's doing is kind of weird, but also peaceful. It clashes with how tense she is.
At least he doesn't look like he's going to break down any second when he looks at her anymore. When he speaks, it's quiet, as if he's afraid to ruin the calm, as fragile as it is. It's pretty rare for things to be calm at all now. Snow jumps on the bed and he continues to pet him.]
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At least he doesn't look like he's going to break down any second when he looks at her anymore. When he speaks, it's quiet, as if he's afraid to ruin the calm, as fragile as it is. It's pretty rare for things to be calm at all now. Snow jumps on the bed and he continues to pet him.]
It's-- I... Thanks for coming.