The desire to be alone was one solely based on wanting to keep the burden of Shinji finally being overwhelmed off their shoulders, but that operation is now in shambles. A total failure. His consolation prize is an extra hand at his back, at least, so that's... that's something.

He nods a little, as much as he can while he's still got his face in his hand, because it sucks, and he's glad they can say as much out loud, but also, "I am, too... r-really glad." It's for the best if he tries to remember Kai's words, too. It's okay to not be okay. Isn't that the sort of mantra they'd been living under for the past few years with so much comfort? They can keep embracing that here, that's okay. That gentle nudge in tandem with the hands at his back are enough to keep him from really regaining too much of his composure, so... there's some success for not being okay, at the very least.

"And... you two are safe," he adds, still struggling to keep his voice steady, "I'm so glad for that."