"You're welcome," he told her, with a half-smile, but a genuine one, not one of the ones he seemed to constantly wear because it was the best way to go through (un)life. It quickly turned into a frown when her tears intensified until Alayne was actually weeping, and turning away from him.
Weeping humans had never been his area of expertise, and they were certainly not an area of expertise he was looking to acquire. He moved back to the wider steps that served as seats, giving her space while not leaving her there alone.
He did feel somewhat responsible for her, now that he had brought her here, and he would see her back to her quarters if he had a choice in the matter. He usually did.
In the meantime, he watched her, and wished again that his compulsion worked. Her tears would already have been gone, and maybe he would try it anyway, if she did not stop soon.
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Weeping humans had never been his area of expertise, and they were certainly not an area of expertise he was looking to acquire. He moved back to the wider steps that served as seats, giving her space while not leaving her there alone.
He did feel somewhat responsible for her, now that he had brought her here, and he would see her back to her quarters if he had a choice in the matter. He usually did.
In the meantime, he watched her, and wished again that his compulsion worked. Her tears would already have been gone, and maybe he would try it anyway, if she did not stop soon.