Ken flinches, ready for an attack, but one doesn't come. He's not being yelled at, he's not getting attacks flung at him, it's just... nothing. Acceptance? Comfort? He's not sure.

"... Why?" Why is he offering comfort, why is he seemingly okay with this, why is he letting Ken near him? It hurts to say more, a wad of emotions caught in his chest with no way out. And maybe they shouldn't come out. Maybe they should, but they can't either way.