Broken Antler Fen But I'm still around

Oh, no... oh, no... oh, no.... Lele bit her lip and looked nervously around to see, if there was anyone else there to comfort Maia, just in case she was about to cry. Listening was one thing, seeing that the other needed an actual physical contact - was something different. And of all people here she felt the least qualified for it. Not that she was averse from touch, but she had learned to reserve it to those few people, who she really cared about it. It had never occurred to her that she might pass this gesture around to strangers.

She made half-attempted movement to touch Maia's cheek reassuringly, but stopped abruptly. An awkward hug was not going to do much. "It appears that you are under a lot of pressure," she told her. "Why don't you take a break and have me and someone else look for the missing kid?"