Whenever you feel bad he grabs is guitar and starts singing songs to you.
Depending on the situation he sings slow songs, or songs like Whipping Post.
He often sits on the bed, leaning against the headboard and just jamms, concentrating on hitting the right notes and not slipping from the strings.
If he did play a wrong note he would laugh embarressed, showing his cute wrinkles around his eyes, making you feel immediately better.
He wouldn't put all of his energy into singing, making his voice sound like thick, sweet honey