[With his free arm, he loops it around Reimi's shoulders, as if somehow he's going to successfully protect her from anything. He can't chase away her hurt, or take it back -- but hell if he isn't going to try to support her.]

Then we're gonna do that. Go shopping, go wild. Get you some nice clothes, make up if you want.

And hey, if you still feel like crying after, that's fine. Or if you feel like punching something, we can do something about that too.

...Not punching an actual guy, probably, but I'm sure we could find one.