[Hey, they offered her their cloak for a reason! ... In fact -
After she's gone and used it to help dry her eyes, their cloak lifts up off of their shoulders entirely, just to turn and wrap around hers, instead.
It's like a hug, almost. A hug without hugging, because they're still navigating that area of life and probably won't be the one to give out hugs anytime soon.]

It may be sad, but that is life. Life would not be worth living if it had no end.
But, even despite that...

I will readily admit that I am happy here. As you say, I have ended up somewhere full of "things" - good things.
And good people as well. Like yourself, of course.