Sawtooth Spire Bridges

The dark male switched to a more relaxed stance, but there was something off about him. Aariak was good at getting even the slightest hints of discomfort in others, and he felt it was his job to help those who needed it. It was like his purpose in life. Kapvik was definitely not fine, and his eyes were not doing a good job at concealing it.

Aariak decided to keep silence for a moment. He knew that if there's something you want when you're in a bad mood is space. He did not want to make Kapvip more uncomfortable. But sometimes it was the opposite.

"Would you like to walk with me?" he offered with a kind smile. If a shoulder to cry on was what he needed, then Aariak would be happy to become that shoulder, but he knew that it took confidence to get there.