[He takes his hand back after she seems to have mostly... calmed down, at least from that stage of grief. Though if she needs to cry more he certainly won't stop her, and lets his hand slither out and reform properly out of the sweater sleeve.]

We all care about you, too. I know I do. [And he's certain Souda would love to loudly proclaim it, if given the chance. Komaeda too, though he'd probably make it as confusing sounding as possible...

But Hinata can tell how gutted she seemed to be-- honestly, it was kind of his fault for bringing it up, and discussing such terrible things so casually, even if he hadn't meant to be that casual about it. Still, it feels like the least he could do is reassure her... no, it's the least he wants to do. The thought of people being alone with the things that had fucked them all up in the past made him sick, even worse when it was someone who'd been willing to care about him so much to actually get angry on his behalf.]

And no matter what you do here... no matter what feelings you have that you think are terrible or wrong, no matter what you do with it or what you become, you'll still have us. [He smiles, tired though it appears.] I'll always be on your side. Nothing could make me stop caring about you.

[It's more clear-- more sturdy, and sincere, than all the other times he'd promised to help her in the last month, too wreathed in anxiety as he always was. But on this point, he's unwavering.]