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Malice plead with Judas not to leave so quickly, and Pyx watched his face as it slowly collapsed. Suddenly he was sobbing at the idea of forgiveness from this other wolf. Brows furrowed in concern she moved closer to him still, he spoke with a squeak and then words failed him. Before she could blink he had fallen to the ground, sobbing and crying. This too was unfamiliar territory to Pyx. She'd never seen Judas sad, nor upset. Today was a day of all new things. Still, she knew how she liked to be comforted, and she knew was it was to provide comfort. 

Her steps did not falter as she drew up to Judas. She stepped next to him and bent her head to rest on his shoulder. "Shhh Judas, breathe now. This is good news, great news." She didn't honestly know how good or great the news was at all. His tears seemed to be drawn by the idea of being forgiven though, so she could only assume they were happy tears. 

She was stiff as she stood over him, unsure of if he'd want her comfort or not, not used to being so close to him. She didn't dare touch his face, for that would be too intimate. She was torn and confused, seeing her friend so upset. There was literally nothing she could do, as she didn't know enough to offer anything. She aimed to place her paw on his, a gentle touch. Her voice was silent, though, as she knew not what to say. 

​Her eyes flicked to Malice, wondering if her words and embrace would be better suited to comfort him. She knew the story better, afterall. She stood poised to allow the female into his space should she approach, allow her to comfort too. She wouldn't leave Judas' side, but if the female had the words to calm this storm she wouldn't keep her away.