Cole hums a soft agreement. It wouldn't make it hurt less. It never does. The loss still hurts and usually time helps the soften the blow, but not always.

"I'll try to be careful. I don't know what careful really means, but I'll try." He doesn't know how he can be careful with himself, because he's never had to think about himself, not since he knew what he is.

He's also not moving. Not trying to move.