Cid only smiles softly because he can see and understand Emet-Selch's perspective. So he won't say anything more on that, already feeling he might have stepped a touch too far. Still, his words and intents are sincere, and he hopes the older man will be able to find solace somehow.

But at his request, there's a slight arch of the brow.

"My levin? Suppose I can help with that."