it's hard to believe that i'll be fine one day

Halo is happy to listen to the girl talk. It's nice to have a backdrop of sorts, as she browses through the foliage and looks for things that will help her in her healing. Really, Halo is grateful that she doesn't have to be on her own. Being left alone with the grey is too much. Being left alone with the grey would be too much today. She couldn't take it, she wouldn't take it. To be left alone with her sadness was something that she really wasn't looking forward to. No, she had company now. She'd listen to the girl gladly.

Carefully, she tucked the first clump of angelica away in her borrowed bag. It would be this one first, and then the one beside it. Yes, she needs to be incredibly and immensely careful. Damage to the plant would make it hard to replant, and Halo didn't know if would even survive. Was the soil in the Armada even right for it to grow back up? Replanting was a risk, but one she was willing to take if she brought back enough to preserve and use as well. Right, some to plant, and some to use. That seemed correct enough. Still, she offers the girl an ear, simply letting her speak. Halo is content to be quiet as always.

At the hitch in her voice, Halo looks up softly. On soft, albeit a bit dirty paws, she moves to sit beside the girl instead. The glum expression... Halo is no stranger to it. "There's no such thing as more pretty or less pretty," her voice was gentle, sinking to lay beside her girl in the comfort of a patch of grass. "The night's sky full of stars is pretty, and fresh fallen snow are pretty, they're just different kinds of pretty and that's okay. Don't go comparing yourself to her or anyone else, you're pretty because you're you." The words were soft, comforting. A healer's words, though they're aimed at the heart instead of anything physical today.

Soft coat, soft gaze, soft words. All of Halo is soft where she sits beside the girl. "I don't know that he's not seeing you for who you are... but if you don't talk to him about it, you're never going to know for sure." She offers reassurances, gazing carefully at her companion. The only way to know, really know, was to talk about it after all. Halo would offer that much, an encouragement.

"Halo"