"You had to fight a lot." A truth, an acknowledgement; a sadness in the way he speaks it, but no less real - no less facing Inigo's truth. His gaze keeps on him back as Inigo did speaking to him, revealing himself; what he's had to carry not only in his heart but his being, the reality he lived with for years. For too long.

"You didn't have a choice, you had to be out there. And everything - everything just happens so much; even when nothing does, we just feel powerless. There's never anything we seem we can do." His gaze does drop here, briefly; how it's been true for so long. For as long as they've been on the train.

"But..." He strokes again the side of Inigo's hair, a small smile tugging on his face. Not lingering, but there for a second. "We're not there - in Ylisse. You have help - we all have help. We don't need to struggle that badly just to make it out on the other side. We don't need to scar ourselves like that. And we're not less for it - none of us are."

None of them should be made to feel that way. And if he can help encourage Inigo, at least in this moment:

"The Ministry are here. They said it's fine if we don't do this mission, so take it - at least for today. Just think about you. ...For me?"

As a treat?