What kind of face is Shinji even making right now? He's not sure, even in his relief he's not letting himself break down into tears yet, but the sobs from the two of them have shaken him deeply regardless. It feels like, until they're somewhere more private and secure, he has to hold himself together, to hold on to them as tightly as he can, but having Kyoko hold on to his face like that is nearly enough to unravel him entirely.

"It's okay," he whispers back, his voice small and shaky. She can take as much time as she needs, neither of them are going anywhere. "It's okay."