Hoshor Plains and i'm sorry that i lie when i talk to you

Round ears fold backwards as no answer comes; a response is given only in a parroted whine. His heart crumbles the moment tears begin to fall from the other's eyes. Evergreen wants nothing more than to offer comfort, to... touch and make sure he is okay.

The bear twitches, feeling the restless urge to pace. Yet he knows that won't help the situation in the least. Instead Evergreen circles, and moves to lay next to the crying male. Ironic how they fit, so neither are on the other's blind side. There is enough space between them that Evergreen doesn't touch, of course, but close enough that the silent offer is there.

You can, uhm... Evergreen averts his gaze shyly, cheeks hot under his thick coat. Lean on me if you... uh, want. Regardless, the bear could at least remind him that he isn't alone by staying at his side.