Laura
_She smiled and nodded at his wise words, indeed many could learn a lot from his example about how they should treat others. She could only hope until that day she could shelter the little thing she called her own, to keep her from as much hardship as she possibly could. She was still upset she could not have prevented what had happened at the festival, or at least have had the forethought to ask someone practiced in divination for their opinion on the omens surrounding the event before she had attended._

"Indeed, she 'as 'ad many a nightmare since we returned - she is even back to sleeping in my bed with me rather then 'er own. I only 'ope that with time she will eventually get back some of 'er spark."

_Turning to the child in question she continued to speak as she slowly rubbed the top of the moths head affectionately, smiling encouragingly to the little one as she nodded towards the dog._

"It's okay Abbi, he wont 'urt you darling."
Charles
_The little girls head looked up as the adults spoke, her antennae twitching in embossment as she looked down at the ground in a little shame. Though she was thankful her mother hadn't mentioned the nightmares or her wetting the bed again, having that happen after so long had been one of the final nails in the coffin of her confidence._

_Scooching forwards a little till she was close enough for Bjorn to easily take the treat she held it out with a slightly shaking hand, speaking softly as she looked away._

"G-G... Good d... Doggy.."
Cynthia
*Bjorn wagged his tail at the outstretched treat. He sniffed it for a few moments before gently grabbing the treat from Abbigail's hand. He stepped back and gulped it down, enjoying every bite. He sat back down, begging for another treat.*

 *While his dog enjoyed the treats, Gunnvaldr sat for some time thinking. He was greatly concerned. Things were moving fast. Not unexpected, but fate had painfully kept his role in the whole mess painfully unclear. He had suspicions as to what had happened, but he had to be sure. Perhaps this was something different. Hopefully, it was something different.*

*Exhaling deeply, he looked up after his long period of silence. He wasn't sure how to phrase his question since he didn't want to cause them further discomfort, but he needed to know if things were truly in motion.*

"You said you heard a voice, do you remember what exactly it said?"