J can't say he was expecting the hug to go over quite like this, but - well, on top of the kid clinging to him, he can hear how badly the kid wants comfort, and he tightens his hug just a bit, pulling the kid in close. It's not much - it's barely anything - but J can at least do that much right now.

For a few moments, he just breathes and lets the kid do the same, trying to pick up on the kid's tune. The panicky feedback is gone, at least, but the tune is still skipping and stuttering too hard for J to really get a sense of who the kid is-

Well. That's a thought.

"What's your name, little man?"