Stop being dumb. [The words aren't gentle, but her tone is. It's always that way when it really matters. Be direct and to the point, but never be mean about it. Offer comfort when needed, but don't sugarcoat anything.

Cagalli leans over just enough to rest lightly against him, arm nudging his side. Times like this, a little contact can do wonders, too. She recalls how bad he felt before, and this is just a senseless repeat of that to her. To him, though, it's raw and fresh and awful all over.]

You did what you thought you had to do. We all did, that never changes. No one's angry at you, just happy you're back and alive.

[She fall silent, then lifts her hand to place on his shoulder. The two of them are a question in more ways than one right now, but they'll always care for each other deeply. He gets a light squeeze for reassurance.]

I'm glad you're all right here, too. What an awful way to arrive.