[ Sometimes it's easier to talk to somebody you don't know, who comes in with no prior assumptions and leaves with no more baggage than before. It's like writing in a diary, which listens without judgement, but can't offer much in return. In that same vein, it makes it hard for Ryoji to know what to say— "I'm sorry to hear that" doesn't cut it; he can't say "I hope she gets better" either because some people won't get better; "How is she doing?" sounds more nosy than concerned, being the stranger than he is.
Well... Before the silence gets too drawn out, he'll at least try to make Gladio comfortable enough to talk at his own pace. ]
She must be happy to have you here.
[ It's a safe, carefully constructed answer, but something Ryoji feels is something he would like to hear himself if someone were to comfort him, unsure as they are of the circumstances. From everything as serious as surgery to something as minor as a vaccination, just knowing somebody is there for you makes you feel better, is what he thinks to himself, humming along the rim of his cup instead of drinking. ]
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Well... Before the silence gets too drawn out, he'll at least try to make Gladio comfortable enough to talk at his own pace. ]
She must be happy to have you here.
[ It's a safe, carefully constructed answer, but something Ryoji feels is something he would like to hear himself if someone were to comfort him, unsure as they are of the circumstances. From everything as serious as surgery to something as minor as a vaccination, just knowing somebody is there for you makes you feel better, is what he thinks to himself, humming along the rim of his cup instead of drinking. ]