Kelson wanted to do a couple things at once. Melt into the touch of the other, even if he didn't know the man, rage at the unfairness of it all and just completely shut down in a panic attack. Instead, he did none of those things. He nodded to the other man, and closed his eyes, trying to steady his breathing. He was not going to crumble in the middle of a hallway in front of a stranger.

He put all of it behind a facade he hoped wouldn't come loose until he found someplace actually private, his fists balled up until his nails cut him.

Another breath. He opened his eyes.

"Apologies. It is quite a lot to take in. I think I'm alright now. "