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Malice came over quickly, her body low and her expression soft. Pyx moved to allow her room to Judas, to allow her to join the comforting. The female spared her a glance, a question, about Judas' crying. She offered only a shake of her head and a shrug. This was new to her, she'd never seen him like this. Although, to say that wasn't really saying much. Her and Judas' friendship was still fresh enough to be called new, she wouldn't claim to truly know if he often broke down. She thought that it was safe to say that his emotions were simply out of control today, from the circumstances only.

Judas spoke after a moment, an attempt at a smile on his face. Pyx moved back a little, allowing his space but not before he gave her a quick nuzzle. She felt her skin heat up and returned the gesture. Judas looked to Malice and though Pyx had hoped he might agree to meet his other friend from the past, he remained set on leaving. She was pleased, at least, to hear that he would return one day. She looked to Malice to see if this answer was enough for her, or if she would insist.