It isn't difficult to understand to understand the ache in Aragorn's eyes. It reaches directly into his chest, twisting at his own. There's a flicker of something also that he tries to ignore - a strange hint of disappointment that Finel has to remind himself he had no right to in the first place.

"I'm sorry," he murmurs softly, both in apology and in sympathy. There's a sorrow he can't quite keep out of his eyes, despite the gentle smile he offers. "You must miss her very much."