Your friend in the dark

As the woman beneath him sobbed, Magnus' frowned deepened. He didn't like seeing her cry and despite her trying to hide it from him, he knew better. As she stammered through her words, speaking of some being or god that spoke to her, then took away her antlers after being greedy... Well, Magnus wondered if he could relate. Someone or something had taken away his memories and left him in the dark. Had he been greedy?

Realizing his thoughts had derailed, Magnus lowered and nestled beside her. She may only be a stranger, but that was no reason not to console the woman. Especially in his paws. "I'm so sorry." He muttered, looking away from the antlers at her paws to her face. There wasn't anything he could imagine that he could do for the woman that would make this better, which made this more difficult. Besides allowing her to cry on his shoulder, he didn't have any other ideas.

"C'mere." He said as he rose into an awkward sitting position, reaching out to pull her into a hug if she wanted.

"Speech."