The Inaugural Harvest Ball

If he had realized the pain he had caused Dusk, Gavroche would have been horrified. But he missed her grimace, thankfully. His friend hugged him close and immediately Gavroche relaxed. It didn't matter that she had worried him. She was here, she was feeling well enough to join the party. His whole body relaxed then, tail wagging as he sniffed and found a smile again. “It's okay…” She is already forgiven, not that she needs to be. In his eyes Dusk could do no wrong.

She would move him then, with no resistance coming from Gavroche as his back is now to her legs. He wipes away his tears, giving a nod as Dusk gives her terms to stay with her. “I'll be still.” He promised. Her tail wrapped around them and the tip of it rested over one of his paws. He gently leaned back now, his feathers brushing against her legs as he sought to give her the same sort of comfort she gave him. For the boy, there is no need to dance. He is happiest with his best friend, watching and keeping her company. All thoughts of aggression about those who caused her pain had melted away in her presence.

Dusk may have still been healing, but her presence here was enough to relax Gavroche in an instant as he took on a content smile.