Emberwood the sorcerer’s apprentice.

Fig knew his reaction wasn't what concerned her. He knew she was trying to determine whether she or Bronco had been in the wrong. He personally knew very little when it came to love and romantic relationships. He'd never been in love, had never even had a girlfriend. He'd had crushes before, sure, but nothing real. He wondered for a moment who he was to try and give her advice. He'd been so ignorant, he hadn't even seen that any of this was happening.

He was quiet for a moment, feeling his heart sink as he saw her tears begin to fall. He'd never seen her so low. It was terrible, and there was nothing he could do about it. Feeling helpless, he did the only thing he could think of, which was to lean forward and touch his nose gently to her temple. He might not be able to fix this for her, but he could at least be her shelter during the storm, if she let him.