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his face was set in a smile, but the expression faded bit by bit as she spoke, giving him her story. by the time she had finished, aditya pulled to a halt, looking at her with a newfound respect in his gaze. suddenly, his own family crises seemed trivial in comparison. this poor woman had been put through the ringer.

"loir, i'm so sorry for everything you have been through," he murmured, knowing even as he said them that the words were wholly inadequate. "we are happy you're here with us, at morningside. hopefully, we can help you heal." that was morningside, after all--a friendly, familial place in which to convalesce from injuries both physical and spiritual.

touching his muzzle briefly to her shoulder, adi carried on, steps slower than they were before. "if you ever need to talk, know that i am here," he continued, glancing over at her. "come to me with anything you need, whether it be seeking advice or just a friendly ear." his tail swayed gently behind him as he padded along the border, a troubled frown painting his maw. her story had shook him more than he would let on.