He lets her cling, on hand settled on her shoulder to keep her secure as they fly, but once they land he gives her a few seconds to mumble against him before gently dislodging her enough that he can see her face.

He doesn’t reassure her, doesn’t tell her that it isn’t her fault. He doesn’t know if that’s true or not, so he will not speak a lie.

Instead:

“Tell me what happened.”