There's a soft, comforting sound in the back of Liz's throat for him. One hand raising to brush his cheek gently, clearing any tears he may have missed with his shirt, as well as offering comfort. "We do always see what we want. But that doesn't mean what we want wasn't actually there either."

There's a set to her chin. "And I'll enlist Yrael's help to beat Ramon for selling him more. Might need the help with his feline form and all." Ramon's feline form, not Yrael's.