Redhawk Caldera sundown over ghost town

Alright. It was... a premature answer. He was likely suffering from shock, comprehending that the girl had passed but not truly understanding. Such a thing would come, in time. It was not to be rushed or withheld but allowed to happen on its own. She didn't say anything to agree or disagree, just nodding. He continued, and she listened as she was known to do, closing the distance between them to walk directly next to him, their shoulders touching to keep the girl from sliding off.

"I understand. It will... sink in. Depression is common, so... stick close to your friends and pack-mates. Things won't be easy, but you'll get through them." In the past few hours, Nocta hadn't learned too much about him other than the fact that he was resilient. Strong. Good features to have but so too did he need to be aware of the fact that it was okay to lean on others in times of distress. "You know..." She began after a while, his pack's territory on the horizon now. "Should you ever need to talk, I live up north in Frostfire Ridge. Near the lone peak. It's a trek, but still. I'm there if you need me." She fell quiet again and this time, she didn't look to break it.