Considering the amount of people she's had come to her for comfort and an open ear, especially lately, she really isn't that far from a human therapist. Which is luckily why she gets the feeling that this is more about him needing to give voice to his frustration and having someone listen, than about insulting her with his sarcasm, or about expecting her to say something helpful that would suddenly solve everything.

"No, I have not," she admits calmly. "But I have 'met' many other universes, and in none of them is a single life insignificant." Undaunted by his trembling and crying, and encouraged by the fact that he hasn't shaken off her hand, she takes another step closer to put her arm around his shoulders. She's not quite forward enough for a hug, foreign species and all, but she wants to offer the option. "Whatever is hurting you, it isn't something so impossible to overcome as the universe itself."