There's a look of sympathy, not anger. Not fear. He shrugs, pushing the good mood flower crown back towards Wei. Clearly he doesn't mind.

"I understand, I think. Lost my own family, made mistake, broke a lot of friendships... I'm not so nice myself. And I'm a hundred years older than you, you'd think I'd know better."

God only knows why these two think he's a wise old man!