[ There's a faint cluck of her tongue, disapproving of this Bonded, before she huffs. ]

Of course you can trouble me with this. You're my friend. And it sounds like you need someone to listen to how you're feeling.

[ She can hear how he struggles with his emotions regarding this, with reconciling what has happened, how his trust has been betrayed. He may be a little petulant (just a little), but Vex can understand that feeling, and she would not fault any sourness on his part. ]

Why don't you come to my house? Sheva is out, and I picked up some nice floral tea from Dorchact this morning. It's meant to be quite soothing.

[ And you can rant to your heart's content within the safety of her walls, if you needed. ]