[he lets go of him, but only so he can cup his face in his hands, and make Doppo look at him. he doesn't need a mic to make his voice calm, soothing, to try and heal where the wrong is.]

Breathe.

[breathe with him. slow inhale, slow exhale.]

You are not the cause of my stress. I'm [-part of your crew. your doctor. your friend. your something else.] -right here. If you rant, then you rant. And I'm glad, to know you trust me enough to tell me all of this.