It's small, but it's something, and the only thing she could think to offer at the moment. At least he seems agreeable to it.

She offers her hand for the taking. "Come on," Ainsley isn't exactly a touchy kind of person, except with very select people (mostly her brother), but right now everything that grounds him from that computer is probably for the best, and it's not like they have to hold hands for the entirety of the walk or anything.

"Outside?" she shrugs a little. "Little fresh air couldn't hurt, right?"