"Darlin', people don't want you smilin' through heartbreak. Don't force it on yourself. Just go do what ya gotta do to be alright."

Things that he can say to others, again, that no one said to him. Even if his was just being tough through heartbreak. Putting on airs of being strong, being untouchable, not actually pulling it off. Madoka's efforts feel like another flavor of that, just with less broken glasses and raised voices.

"You're doin' fine." He puts his hand on her shoulder. Still a little funny, his blue next to all that pink hair. Despite the heavy subject, as an alien with no hair to speak of outside of what's on his chin, he's got the urge to lightly poke one of them things. He doesn't but it is a passing thought.