"Of course you can cry, everyone can cry." It's reassuring, encouraging even as he pulls his fingers away before he can injure himself on Kevin's skin. Chris frowns, uncharacteristically, and stands up with decisive action. "We should go now. Even I think crying in public is a little... unkouth."

But it's not said without humor; it isn't meant to be cruel. He just wants Kevin away from this place where he can hopefully talk to him. Where he can pick this apart and make it make sense and feed him kale juice until he sobers up.