Shadow Mountain and not be so indifferent to the look in your eyes

His admission squeezed her heart. She hated that he was hurting, even more that there was nothing she could do about it. She tried her hardest not to think about Stigmata because it was just too upsetting; it forced her to confront things she's rather not deal with right now. But she had no choice now. She released a soft sigh. I miss him, too, she finally said, offering him a comforting touch of her nose to his cheek. It hurt, saying out loud what she had been trying not to think about, but after a few moments the squeezing of her chest lessened some. It helped that she had Stag to focus on, her only remaining child; she loved him more than she could ever put into words. She lowered her head onto her paws and watched the snow fall. Normally, she would try to change the subject, but she felt like it would be disrespectful to Stigmata's memory to do so now. Instead she just let the sad moment settle over them while memories of the former General flooded her mind.