All the while, she was having a difficult time determining her future actions. It seemed she had interfered too personally into his honest thoughts, or he simply wasn't comfortable exchanging such details. She had to be making it worse for him, what else? A part of her didn't want to continue the conversation any further in the fear of upsetting or offending his emotions. It wasn't easy openly talking about feelings, especially with a recently-met stranger. Perhaps she was pressuring him to unwillingly reply; maybe it would have been best if she had just left the subject alone. But how was she to know that this was all troubling him?
Homesickness. Just as she had presumed, it was homesickness that was weighing him down. She wanted to understand his emotions, and she was diligently trying to. The closest she had been to feeling homesick was when her family had to evacuate further inland to escape the merciless storm that had precariously swept across the coast. The most distinct emotions she could recall was fright and excitement with a faint twist of bitterly missing her home, but that was where her story turned into a different path compared to his. At the end of the season she returned back home; damaged but it was still home. She got what she wanted back; he on the other hand wasn't as fortunate. Glaciem wasn't coming back any time soon, that was certain.
It would be insolent of her to abruptly abandon the discussion, and so she would attempt to keep the mood hopeful and light, avoiding the depressing demeanour that had seemed to befell the male. "I'm afraid I can't cure homesickness," a sigh escaped her lips as she shook her head, gaze fallen to her paws. Why did it feel like it was all her fault? "However, I can give some suggestions if you don't know where to begin." She looked up once more with faint confidence glowing in her smiling expression. Something positive had to come out of their encounter, or else it would have been for nothing. If only she could spread the optimism.
