[He does let go, eventually. And when he pulls back he's already rubbing at the exposed part of his face, which is damp and red and puffy. He definitely doesn't want anyone seeing him like this.]
Ugh, I can't believe you got me to cry. That's so rude.
[Trying to retreat to comedy for safety again, whoops.]
[She lets him go, though she'll reach out to pat him on top of the head again. This series of pats is less comforting and more mildly mocking, however.]
I don't think I could outside of here. Could you imagine me crying on camera? The higher-ups would be on my ass for it for sure. I'm supposed to be a cold and calculating host, ready to kill anyone and everyone. I can't cry for the cameras.
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Ugh, I can't believe you got me to cry. That's so rude.
[Trying to retreat to comedy for safety again, whoops.]
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[She lets him go, though she'll reach out to pat him on top of the head again. This series of pats is less comforting and more mildly mocking, however.]
But you needed it, didn't you?
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[He sees the mocking, Saki.]
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Sorry, was that too much? I'm just glad you were finally able to cry.
You can do it more often if you need to, you know.
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[After everything, she's actually a little more amenable to the idea than she would have been even a few days ago.]
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I don't mind it.
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Thank you, Saki-san.
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Then I'll give you a break for now.
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[And now he's teasing her instead.]
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The pat turns into mussing with his hair about as much as one can when his hair is already a mess. Well, she tried.]
See you bright and early for breakfast, then.
[And with a light huff, off she goes. She'll be sure to drop by with hash browns and eggs in the morning however.]