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He returned his head to Alarian's back once the tears were cleaned. He wasn't sure what to make of the silence from the other man, but he didn't press him to say anything. Midar still wanted to know why he didn't care about protecting his own life, but he was afraid the conversation would just bring them back to the beginning of this whole mess. He had a feeling he wouldn't like whatever answer Alarian would have for him, and he knew it would just make him angry again. He didn't really have much to say anyway; the beast was trying to remain calm, and he felt like he was just barely below the threshold of his anger and one wrong word might send back over it again. He didn't particularly wish to lash out as his companion for a second time today. He pressed closer, adjusting his head as needed but offered no words.