The biggest tiger she had ever seen was the Tiger Goddess. The gods of the forest were all animals. They were all animals who could talk the human language. It was how Fang knew it but due to rarely using it he had trouble speaking it. Simple phrases like leave now didn't make him struggle. It was when he tried to hold a conversation like he did with Sarah that he struggled and came off stupid sounding. He wasn't stupid. He was very intelligent. He lifted his head as he heard her moving then lowered it again. Going back to sleep. He smelled the salty tears and got up. Walking over to her and laid his head in her lap. Pressing into her to provide her with warmth that would help her sleep. He was highly warm. Adapted to survive when it was cold in the jungle. It happened sometimes. He licked her hand much like a cat. Nuzzling her and making soothing purring sounds. Trying to help her feel better. "Okay it is." He said softly. "It okay." He said again. Licking her hand in a comforting way. Trying much like an overgrown pussy cat to make her feel better. He wasn't too fond of humans but he was a sensitive man. He understood that humans felt odd things and needed comforting when they were innocents. He couldn't care less if they weren't.