Swiftcurrent Creek [m] Fallen to her knees, but you couldn't ever tell

Arric had seen bad things, had heard of bad things. He himself had fought with ugly thoughts, but he had persevered. She was doing well following his instructions though when it came to the last one. He stood for a moment like a deer in a headlight. Then he rushed forward, with a shushing noise on his tongue. He was unsure what to do at first.

Would you like a hug, Rev? His voice quiet and unsure, but he just didn't want to overstep any boundaries or cause another ruckus. He briefly thought of calling Lestan, but thought that may make it worse.