He's as patient with her as he is impatient with himself when he gets the same way. So he'll hold her, wordless, because there's nothing he can say to stop the flood of tears. She just has to ride it all out.

Finally, her sobbing begins to subside, and he breathes a little easier for her sake. Combing her hair away from her temple, warm and damp with perspiration, he turns his head slightly to brush his lips against her brow.

"Nah, 'm fine. Caught you before you could give me a bloody nose. It's an easy target even in the dark, y'know."