He listens quietly to Kise's story, brows furrowing at the quick and unfortunate turn into darker territory. He reaches out and places a hand atop his, a small gesture of support, and gasps at the part about his father. It must be hard recounting such a traumatic experience.

"I'm sorry to hear your family was terrorized in such a terrible way..." His hand curls over his with a squeeze. "For the police to not do anything until a physical altercation happened... it's deplorable."

He sees why Kise would close himself off to the people around him - a defense mechanism for a young boy against a cruel world. Kuroko doesn't know if he truly deserves it, but he does treasure his friendship with Kise, even if he won't say it in as many words. "I'm honored you've let me in." That'll have to do for now.