[She doesn't know what Sora has been through, but she can guess it's a lot. Young people don't die just because. So she wishes she can offer more than just this odd side-hug. And yes, she's a bit reclusive and 'touch me and I might cut off your fingers' type of person, but- she offered, right? Which means it's alright.

Xayah leans against his side and looks up at Aurora again; she'll let him keep his pride and not point out the sniffing and crying. She'd hate if someone pointed it out for her.]

That's true. I can grow plants for dinner, but I can't cook. I was always more of a soldier and less of a housewife. But we can bake some potatoes. [Not... as appealing as some other stuff she's seen people prepare but she tries!]