Reading takes him to a place of comfort. Surrounding himself with books and texts to consume grounds him. Her apology comes as a bit of a surprise, and is a little disorienting when he's midway through a detailed paragraph.

Viatorus blinks at her. How to say that what she say worries him. That it needs to be fixed, sorted, so that it's safer for her... He opts to not interfere. "Oh. It's... No. It's fine. That... That wasn't easy for you to talk about."