[Dick lets him gather himself. After all, it's not the sort of thing that's always easy to talk about. And, frankly, they're bad at asking for help. So he grabs the menus from the table, handing one to the kid while letting him think.]

[Then he nods, setting the menu down.]

It's not really surprising. Everything's kinda been upended for you. All the people you'd normally look to for assistance either aren't here or aren't what you remember, right?