Broken Boulder Thanks for the hospitality

She shook her head in answer. Not to be rude. . .but in illustration of her utter lack of comprehension. A higher power? Was he talking about fate? Lily hadn't the faintest idea how that was connected to anything, least of all his stay at the Sanctuary, but she kept the smile on her face, hoping not to make him feel bad by her emphatic disagreement.

Moving forward, she pressed her muzzle to his shoulder in a comforting gesture, if he'd allow. Steele had been through a lot, and he deserved to be happy--even if that happiness depleted Bracken's ranks by one. He was a good man. He didn't deserve any of what life had thrown at him, these past several moons.

There was a croon in her throat as she pulled away, blinking softly at him. Take care of yourself, her eyes suggested.