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

Sota's brows furrowed tightly together in concern, but his expression seemed to relax and soften as she ensured him that she was okay. He didn't fully believe her - the tears in her eyes were obvious and her voice betrayed that she'd been crying, even if she tried to hide it. Maybe she wasn't completely okay, but as long as she wasn't in any immediate danger he would feel okay shrugging off her bit of crying and pretending it hadn't happened. He'd never been very good at expressing his own emotions, not the type to cry or even appear outwardly distressed, but he knew not every wolf was like him. And likewise, he knew not everyone would want to share all their innermost thoughts with him.

He simply offered her a kind smile. "Of course. What kind of man would I be if I didn't check on someone who seemed to be in distress?" He shrugged it off easily, not believing he'd done anything truly deserving of gratitude. It wasn't like he'd helped her any, unless distraction counted as helping. "Yes, my pack and I moved here from the northern continent. I was born far, far south of here though, but I'd never really explored these parts." He cast a brief glance to the grove around them. It wasn't anything spectacular right now but he had no doubt that at summer's peak it would be brimming with fruit and flowers all around. "My name's Sota, by the way."