He looks afraid because he's been afraid. There's a water-based attack on a label and then Lapis goes missing for a week? He's spent a good chunk of that week terrified that Virgo got Lapis, that the next time he'd see her would be her face on a poster for their newest band, brainwashed and broken like the rest of them, and that's a hard fear to push away when he's got zero evidence to the contrary.

Finding her helped, at least. She's still hurt, but not the way Virgo does it, and that he can help with. Maybe. He hopes.

He reaches a hand out to her, palm up - an invitation. "Come home with me."