Seeing the young woman burst into tears, Naoto glanced around, wondering if she had some tissues on hand. She'd have to make a note to start carrying them with her here; with such different people coming to this world, it might be prudent to have them handy.

Seeing nothing, she took a gentle breath, rising in her seat to lean over the table and give Shura as much as a hug she could from her position. Curse her short stature.

"It's alright to cry. You are safe here."

She knew better than most how hard it was to cry when you were trying so hard to stay strong.