Mary buries her head into the Knight's chest, tears still flowing, although slower than before<br/><br/>her red, puffy eyes look up into the Knight's face<br/><br/>"B-but I-I don't want him to leave..."<br/><br/>"H-He's m-my f-f-f-friend" again the tears flow, dampening the knights clothing.<br/><br/>her tiny arms grasped around him she pulls herself tight against his chest.