He looked at her silently for a while, then handed her a tissue and gave her his hand.
Accepting the tissue, she gently wiped away her tears as she put her hand into his, letting him pull her up.
"You're like a little girl. Why are you crying?" His muffled voice was heard. It sounded as if he was softly reprimanding her, yet there was no hint of criticism at all. He frowned as he looked down at her while he lifted a hand to wipe away the tears on her face.
Sniffling, she covered half her face with the tissue and blinked her moist eyes at him. She calmed herself down before saying slightly raspily, "I don't know. It's just that when I saw Grandpa like that and saying those things, plus the way he left all lonely, I felt a little sad."
