Man, this is awkward. He is the worst person to deal with crying people. He moves to the other side of Stoutland and tentatively outstretches his hand, grasping the man's knee.

"Don't just assume it's your fault. The whole situation was so twisted that they all would have died without you. If you made them happy...they'll remember that."

He sighed. "Besides, you have an afterlife, and if you pass the test it's not a bad one. Or you could force your way in, like I did."