His actions alone are jerking at her heartstrings. Inara has never seen him so upset, and it rattles her -- she can't imagine how anyone else would feel if they saw him like this.

"Hercules." Her voice is very soft, meant for him and him alone. Her hands find his and close over them, and his wallet, and she shakes her head once as she gives both of his hands a squeeze before she lifts a hand to brush her fingers over his cheek.

"That wont be necessary." A final squeeze is an indication to put that wallet away, and she slides an arm around his waist to gently begin to guide him in the direction of her quarters.