Frogspawn Swamp a lonely cry

He'd been watching her instinctively out of the corner of his eye, so he was prepared when she began her approach. What he wasn't prepared for was the frog in her mouth, clearly a gift for himself. The selfless gesture softened his heart toward her exponentially, and he found his pity rising even in the face of her compassion.

"You should eat it yourself, little one," he said wryly, giving her a moment to take his advice. He didn't want to take from her.