[ She falls silent, watching her: and it's a hard thing to feel it might never be again.

She comes a bit closer in an offer of comfort, and with it, her hand brushes against the other girls. Quiet. Light. She is always gentle, always soft. Especially like this. ]

You might not have your old friends, but you have us to help you. We're all here for each other now. No matter what. If your Lion is part of you, then I think we'll all want you to be whole.