[he hugged her lightly as she buried her face against him, kissing her head. When she started speaking he listened intently, her tone making him feel a little tense. He felt her shoulders shaking and held her closer and a bit more tightly. He didn't like seeing her so miserable, but wanted to do anything he could to make her feel better...even if that meant listening to whatever unpleasant thing she was trying to tell him]

You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. But if you do, I'm listening.