[As Muk continues to cry, Sharpedo makes the equivalent of a shrug. This is kind of new territory for them both entirely, and neither one's doing all that well.

Brady, quite simply, can't stand by and just watch this so, despite literally just being told to be careful, he approaches the two and kneels down by Muk.]

Hey, Muk? [Moaning.] I- I'm really sorry about everything...and I know nothing can fix this, but I'm going to help you as much as I can...and I'm gonna make sure you're never alone here. Is that--

[Oh, well. It looks like it might be okay because Muk is crying louder but slopping over on to Brady's flip-flops but in a...non-poisonous way.]

...It's alright, buddy. Go ahead. [Brady just awkwardly pats the top of Muk's...head-like area. He...can take a shower later. It's fine.]