Marius feels Rat's tears as they fall; his moves his thumbs to start wiping them away. He moves one hand to start stroking through his hair, trying to radiate tranquility, peace.

He lets out a shaky breath as Rat's forehead drops, nose brushing against his own. For a moment, he just breathes with him, letting their closeness wash over him.

"Come home with me," he offers, voice barely above a whisper. "Let me make you tea."