Tyler has been nothing but patient with Solus as he stumbles his way through emotions he probably hasn't fully let himself feel in... he'd have to assume millennia, if not somehow even longer - but that doesn't stop him from bristling internally, making Isis glance back at him when that sense of recoil passes into her attention. It would be beyond stupid for him to judge Solus more harshly for not loving his wife, knowing that now, but that's entirely unrelated to the unsavoury taste it adds to the memory of their flight. He'd honestly thought the man was just dramatic, not gay; but then, he's had difficulty trusting his intuition since he left the Hedge.

He has to take a deep breath himself, when Solus covers his face and looks away, letting it out as quietly as he can, given his circumstances (breathing, he's found, is harder to judge than his voice when volume is concerned). He's sure that if he was a Changeling again, this would be the most bountiful Winter harvest he's ever seen.

When Solus looks up again, still so damp and red around the eyes, Tyler's own expression is calm again, if still folded just a little with empathy.

You don't need to apologise. Though I probably should for asking you all of this in public, knowing you're under the affect of substance. He doesn't know if Solus thought he was subtle about it, but it's worth pointing out for certain. If you're not opposed, I'd be willing to walk you back to work so people don't try and harass you on your way.