But he is not merely inward. His empathy is sculpted by noticing and sharpened by absence. He understands what it is to be overlooked, so he watches for the small erasures in others: a birthday without candles, a desk that hides a face. He tends to these fissures with ordinary kindness — a shared piece of gum, a sticky note with a map to the cafeteria, a joke about algebra that arrives precisely when someone’s courage needs it. These acts are not grand, but they are decisive. They realign the social weather. People sometimes look up from the center and find him there, having quietly redirected the course of a day.