The words aren't as comforting as they should be, though Alcor would have no way of knowing that. Jun highly doubted that anything he had ever done had anything to do with Alcor's dreams for mankind, except maybe deliberately destroying them. And the only way he could argue it right now would be to tell Alcor what happened and that... wasn't very high on his list of things he wanted to do. Not today, and hopefully not ever.

Even still, he kept borderline-clinging for another few seconds until his knuckles turned white, before relinquishing the grip himself, taking a step away, and finding a lot more interest in looking at the ground.

"Thank you." And he really did mean it, even if he didn't sound or look very genuine.