He could feel her tense state but he wanted to give her a moment to adjust on her own before doing or saying anything to snap her out of it. But when the grip on his hand just kept getting tighter and tighter Piccolo began to fear the worst. She wasn't adjusting too well on her own.

After a quiet moment up in the air, Piccolo finally moved. He tugged her closer and wrapped his other arm around her in what probably would have constituted as a hug from anyone else. Instead though the Namekian adjusted his hold until he could finally support her as if he was simply carrying her rather than just levitating her through the air. He let her keep his other hand tight in her grip though. Whatever helped.

"Better?" he asked. "I won't let you fall." He assured her in a low rumble, the closest to soft his voice got.