She practically fell off the bench, before she moved over to his bedside. Before he could even react, she’d wrapped her forelegs around him and was softly nuzzling his injured cheek. He awkwardly wrapped his left arm around her, feeling her trembling under his hand. For a moment he thought she was scared of him, and was about to take his hand away, when he felt the tears begin to fall on his face. She was softly speaking, and even though he knew none of the words, he got the gist of it, and whispered his own reassurances back, even though he knew she wouldn’t understand them.