[ He holds her there, as warm and comforting as he can be. His temperament is naturally a little chillier with his ever-present calm, but he can extend warmth like this. When she starts to cry, he rests his cheek lightly on top of her head and strokes her hair in rhythmic and gently soothing motions. ]
It's all right, Xion.
[ Not the situation itself, and there's a little of his tone that seems to imply that, but he clarifies. ]
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It's all right, Xion.
[ Not the situation itself, and there's a little of his tone that seems to imply that, but he clarifies. ]
You don't need to hold yourself back anymore.