Krok doesn't fight Fulcrum's hand and he can't quite hide his miserable expression. They depend on him; he's not strictly qualified, but they depend on him to be in charge, to have a plan, to take care of them. And he's trying.

And Fulcrum's trying so hard to help him up. In spite of himself, Krok leans into Fulcrum, taking that impossibly gentle headbutt for the friendly gesture he knows it is.

"…Okay," he says after a few seconds, and nods slightly. "Okay."