Larea began crying now and this time Zel chose not to respond. Instead he leaned back on the sand, with his hands supporting him and gazed out at the lake again. Once again, pondering whether it had gotten smaller or not, and considering how that could be possible.<br/><br/>Soon he noticed a wolf, lapping up water from the lake. He paid it little mind, as it didn't seem hostile, indeed it seemed like all it wanted was water. Still though, as his eyes lingered upon it for another moment, the fur on its breast seemed clotted, like it would be if it had been injured. But from this distance, it was hard to tell, and it wasn't his problem.<br/><br/>At this point, he turned to Larea who was still sobbing slightly. He didn't have anything to say at the moment, but he offered her a small smile from under his mask, as if she could even see it.