Vax's dark eyes softened, a touch of concern come easily to crease his face as if the expression were never far from it. He swept his feathered cloak so he could sit with a practiced flex of his hand, and crisscrossed his legs where he sat down beside her. "Okay. You let me know when you decide."

He didn't know her, hardly, though she was friendly enough. They had seen one another around, but not stopped to talk much. Because they were so different, maybe. It could be most other people here knew Corbie just the same.

And when he stopped to think of it like that, watching the struggle on her face... He reached over, on an impulse, to rest a gloved hand gently on her back.