"You ... talk to him?" That arrogant young man that was overly confident and wanted to fix everything on his terms. He felt touched by this, oddly. She's crying and he's not sure how to react or what he ought to do...

A few tentacles reached curiously in her direction, and he tried to control it, as though frightened of the being's essence. "Sorry - you'd think I'd know how to control it entirely - being in a crystalline world with just myself for company."

He did want to confirm the others he didn't talk to - that no there wasn't 'something'.