[It seems to be just the two of them in here right now, so it's hard to miss, quiet as she is. And maybe he should have just quietly backed out and left her to it, but he's awkward and he's weak and honestly, he can really sympathize right now. He rummages around for a minute and comes back with tissues, holding out the box to her.]

Nobody else can hear over the water running. And then dumbasses like me don't end up witnessing your tears. [He shrugs a little bit.] I get it, though. Missing someone? Because I keep having those spells too. Your chest hurts and everything feels messed up and you can't stop crying even though it's stupid and your sister would call you a weenie...