Aqua feels the tug of loneliness in her heart just by watching her friend and hearing Brigitte's words. Remembering how Brigitte had comforted her when she dragged Aqua out of the fountain, Aqua hesitantly reaches across the space between them to rest a hand on her friend's shoulder. Coming from a person who isn't as tactile as a lot of people here, even that touch means a lot.

"I can come by in the evenings," she says firmly. Aqua is the type of person who always needs to stay busy, to help people as much as she can. Doing these small things to help Brigitte will keep her occupied, too. It's the least she can do.

"I'll do whatever you need me to do. Even if that's just reminding you to go to bed." She smiles at that, thinking of how she used to wake Ven up, rather than put him to bed. "Will you be okay?" she asks next, knowing that any kind of loss can wound a person deeply. If Brigitte needs Aqua to push her off to bed now or distract her or just be a comforting presence, Aqua would be happy to oblige.