[Will goes to the fridge. He thinks better of pulling out a mug and doing purified water, and like hell is Raina getting tap. No, she gets the best he has to offer, which is a chilled bottle of water. One he sets in front of her as he keeps some distance, standing across instead of sitting down next to her. Not just yet.

That gets a more sincere smile from him, and he finally leans back against the counter like he's found his spot for the moment, fingers loosely curled under it.]

Not at all. I did more than cry when April was taken a few weeks ago. [A sincere smile vanishes to give a sincere confession. He's not just saying that to make her feel better, hopes Raina knows. Can tell he's being honest, if not from his lips than from the fact he's truly, madly, deeply in love with April.] There's...a lot here that can happen to. Tug the rug beneath your feet. Only time I've ever felt that rug be pulled out...when something happened to people. You've got abilities most of us don't, abilities that didn't warn you this time. Crying is perfectly reasonable, Raina, it's not pathetic at all.