[Lorenz sits besides him on the bed and listens in respectful silence, taking it in. He remembers the secret mission; he knows all the complications and implications of having something like that hanging over one's head (although annoying a classmate in school is hardly on the same level, still--). It's a dark thing to hear about now, in this opulent room, the attempted murder of so many people--

And oh he's here, which is quite - well. News? Lorenz touches Nie Huaisang's shoulder gently before wrapping his arm around him entirely, a comfort; he can't and won't judge him for his ill-advised reactionary behavior. Honestly Lorenz would likely do the same if that kind of thing happened to him, if he didn't simply find something with the approximate heft and shape of a lance and go deal with it more soundly...

So, hmm. Alright. It's heavy.]

You are quite the resolute man, to carry such a burden on your own. I am sorry you have had to deal with this, for what little it may be worth. Were I in your place, I imagine I would have done much the same.

[Really; and there's no criticism in keeping it to himself either, Lorenz wholly understands that compulsion, too. He rubs his thumb in a little circle on Nie Huaisang's shoulder, processing all of this information still.]

If it pains you to continue, you needn't trouble yourself. I would be an ear, but not if it causes you even further distress.