[There was a gentle, albeit apologetic, squeeze to Dojima's arm- but there was also a touch of gratefulness there as well shown by how he might have leaned a little more against the man under that arm. Nothing too much that could push the comfort, but just-

Needed some bit of grounding himself, in a way.

Yet he did reach out, something meant to help steady the Professor somewhat-]

If it is alright with Dojima, we can take you to our apartment. I had just picked up some food, and there is more than enough to offer you a plate along with something to drink.