Let you down

Corvus wasn't naive; he knew that there would be few, if any, wolves in Abaven who could truly relate to what he and Twig had gone through. Their grief was something they've have to conquer on their own, though Corvus was aware of the incredible support system they had behind them if they needed it. He tried to steady his breathing and reel in his tears. He couldn't cry forever, and even if he could he was already feeling strangely exhausted from the sudden surge of emotion. "It's okay," he assured her with a small smile as he steadied himself and pulled away after another long moment of hesitation. "You don't have to say anything." There was nothing to say, not really... no amount of condolences made it feel any less painful, even if he appreciated them. More than anything he was just thankful Theory was here to let him cry and not smother him sympathy. "We'll be alright. It'll just take time." Time was the only thing that could help a lot of things, especially emotional pains like this; it might never fully go away but at least it would slowly become bearable, and not make him feel like he was suffocating. "And distractions. Give me lots to do - that will help," he added with a minuscule, but genuine smile. Distractions and keeping himself busy would make time go by faster, which he was certain would help occupy his mind and lessen the grief, slowly but surely.