>>5291264>>5291272>>5291274>>5291275>>5291280>>5291283>>5291285>>5291444>>5291463>>5291618>>5291783>Perhaps you might comfort her if you hug her.You are not one for words, and you never have been–your “oafish insensitivity” and “loutish manner” tend to offend, even when unmeant. But you at least have the wherewithal to comfort someone. You wrap an arm around the dhampir.
“Ah–geez. Sorry. I’m making a mess of your coat.” Ava mutters, wiping her face–with a deep breath, she steadies her voice. “I know it pathetic to cry over this, after all this time, but–I mean–..”
“I do not think it pathetic.” You shrug.
“You know, my trips down this dungeon are usually so terribly depressing; such long, dark trips of bad memories and dead men. I began dreading them.” Ava stares out into the flower’s glow, her eyes distant. “But as difficult this journey was, you were so annoying that I hardly had time to get caught up in it. So.. thank you.”
>Stay with her as she grieves. Another few minutes down here won’t hurt.>Encourage her to come enjoy the surface now. She’s spent long enough here.>Write-In. 