He can feel Gren trembling underneath his hand, and something about it-- about the vulnerability and the vain attempt to rein the tears in-- causes Wade's heart to squeeze painfully inside his chest. Gren looks naked like this, eyes reddened and still moist from his outburst, his lips pressed tightly together, shaking with the effort of holding back another outburst the way someone might try to stave off vomiting. Wade can't say he doesn't know what that feels like.

For once the Merc with a Mouth is completely silent as Gren's crying sniffles to a close. To draw attention to Gren's loss of control would be to cause him no small measure of embarrassment, he knows. He merely keeps his hand positioned on the other man's shoulder, giving it a squeeze to indicate to him that-- in some small way-- Wade understands what he's going through. That there will be no judgments should Gren decide to face him like this.