[Leo's tears gradually subside, but his expression still reads as someone internally grappling with things. Still, he tightens his grip slightly around Hector and looks him in the eyes.]

People deal with grief in different ways. I don't know what's going on in your head, but if you're feeling even a fraction of what I am...

[He loosens his grip, placing one of his hands on Hector's shoulder.]

...the offer will be open. Always.