Duskfire Glacier Pushing Forward

Can wrap this up if you would like, you can power play Rye and have him help her with the skin.

Tiny, nearly inaudible plinks of water hit the ground with repeated consistency. It was the only thing filling the silence between Tzila speaking and Rye was thankful for it, to him it gave a little reprieve from the heavy topic and provided a little anxiety relief from its consistency. He wasn't anxious because of her but rather because of him, he always had a nagging worry he might say something stupid during solemn moments. Thankfully Tzila appeared appreciative and that set his worries aside. "That he did." Rye agreed, returning the compliment with a soft smile. "A few words of wisdom was passed to me long ago, they have helped me in difficult times. They are, 'In the end it will all be okay and if it's not okay, then its not the end yet.'. Its allowed me to grasp onto a tiny sliver of hope in especially dark times." Although lately even that was beginning to lose the power it once held, perhaps it would help Tzila but perhaps not.