Neverwinter Forest all my friends are heathens

"No, he wouldn't," she agreed quietly, missing the fact that the pale girl was actively seeking to keep away from her age-cousin due to his mood. She withheld a gentle sigh, feeling the urge to continue looking, but it was her bright eyes that swept across the girl now, and wondered if there would be more to this run-in then such a simple exchange. Biting her lip quietly, Allure bent her muzzle down to nudge the girl's cheeks, wondering how she herself was holding up -- had she been close at all with Eshe or Scimitar? "How are you?"