[He hums quietly, keeping his fingers in her hair in a kind of vague hope that it might relax her, make her feel better and less alone. It sounds like something he should be able to answer easily, something that doesn't require a real answer, but he weighs it all the same as a serious question. She deserves that much.

But that doesn't mean he won't try to make her smile by making the answer sound silly. So after a pause, a long few, quiet seconds only broken by the quiet hum of the heater below the kotatsu, the purring cats, and the quiet brush of his fingers against her hair, he finally answers,]

I guess you just have to fill the space with something lighter. You know, how an empty balloon weighs more than a balloon filled with helium?

So let's think about what we can do to make your Void a little lighter.