Firefly Glen put your flowers in your hair, wrap your tendrils 'round my chest

She avoided his question, instead returning it. His tail drooped and he flicked his ears with hesitation before he sagged and shook his head. "No. Not really. Story for story? I...heard you crying" he asked, taking a step further. He could go without talking about it, but he would feel bad leaving such a pretty woman out here alone in her grief. He knew how it sucked to be without any company, familiar or not when you had some massive internal pain.