all the things she said running through my head all the thing she said

Sota had not been raised to be a selfless wolf, but somehow those traits had flourished within him as he grew older. Since The Hallows had so generously taken him in and offered him a place to heal, both mentally and physically, it was hard not to want to extend the same courtesy to all he came across who seemed in need of aid. He didn't know quite what was wrong with this stranger but it seemed something was amiss, and he wouldn't rest well tonight unless he offered even a small bit of help. His brows furrowed in worry as her posture slackened, looking almost submissive in his presence.

He quickly shook his head, dismissing her concerns. "You're no disturbance at all! I'm just taking a stroll through this place. Recently moved near by and.. this place looks interesting!" Would small talk help? He really wasn't sure if he could help her - or if she even wanted help. Or company. But little Sota didn't mind probing a tiny bit further. At the slightest sign of distress he'd gladly back off; he wasn't known for being terribly persistent or stubborn in general. "You promise you're okay? Not hurt or anything?" If she was he'd have no trouble leading her back to his pack and searching for aid for her. He'd work even harder if he had to, to ensure her health was tended to. Though if it was a matter of the heart he had little in the way of help for her.