Redtail Rise Ashes, ashes, we all fall down

He lied, which saddened Diane deeply, but she'd had zero actual expectation for him to genuinely answer her either, so the disappointment was short-lived. "Take as long as you need," she murmured, turning her face away, respectfully (or bashfully) peering in another direction as he sought to hide or eradicate the evidence of his tears. She breathed to herself, her body coursing with gentle attentiveness to the despair of the other. She wanted badly to mend him, as she had been mended by her packmates, but this was something that would obviously take time— and the mere kindness of a stranger could not heal what all had been broken with the dark-furred wolf.

"We.. we don't have to talk or— or anything, sir. Maybe we could go for a hunt, instead? It could distract you... somewhat..."