[He has too few of the pieces to assemble into a conclusion, and can't determine if her fingers circling her throat is meant to be an illustrative gesture or if she's trying to indicate that she's too distressed to breathe.

It's not that Kid doesn't know what to do to comfort her -- he's observed his fellow Shibusen students with their bewildering array of different little gestures of friendly affection and sympathy.

It's more that he's pretty sure even a gentle pat on the shoulder would be ill received. Having to keep one's distance from a friend.

What a new and miserable experience.]

It wasn't just anyone. If it had, you wouldn't have embraced Crona in the plaza earlier. One of those who had succumbed to insanity... Maka--