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Starling couldn't help his smile at her embarassment. He was really starting to like this young girl, she really reminded him of himself. Not that...that was a very good thing. At all, really. He knew how hard it was to feel awkward. He could practically read her like a book, because he knew every word first hand. So with a gentle smile, he would tilt his head to her. "Y-you're welcome Quake." He said softly, smiling down at her. Fear and sadness generally made his stutter worse, but he could tell she wasn't scared of him...not a lot, anyways. His anxiety wasn't entirely social. He could hold a conversation with strangers easily, his was more in himself. "Y-you also h-have a pretty v-voice." He said softly, trying to put a positive to that stutter of hers. He was always ashamed of his, and he didn't want her to feel that way as well.

He would smile warmly as she stood and sneezed, again. He wondered if she was allergic to something, or just had some bad sniffles. "Y-yeah, I'm positive I c-can." He said softly. Colds were easy, he has had to deal with way worse in his short life. He could get rid of her sniffles easily. "L-lets g-get you some m-medicine b-before that cold g-gets worse." He said softly, turning to motion her to follow. He would lead her along the territories to his little burrow, where he had been restocking his herb collection. It oddly enough wasn't all that wet. All he had had to do was dry out his furs, and it was far enough from the rapids that the earth wasn't full of water. "S-sit down and g-get comfy, I'll g-get something f-for you." He said warmly before ducking into his store.

"Burn Baby Burn" || "Bruciare Bambino Bruciare"