[He puts both hands on Maxxie's shoulders, squeezing gently in some attempt to be reassuring. He doesn't really know what to say to make Maxxie feel better, and he frowns in sympathy, silently scanning his face for a moment or two before he speaks.]

You know you don't need to feel guilty about that, right? [He lightly brushes one of his thumbs back and forth.] It's not like you could've done much except get fucked up too.