Sol stiffened as she noticed his tears. All she could think was shit. She wasn't good at comforting people really. Her own emotions were often volatile enough without throwing other's emotions into the mix as well. When he moved to huddle closer, she raised her free hand to pat his shoulder. A wince crossed her face at the mention of harpys. Personally she thought they were vile beasts and never wanted to meet one anythime soon. At least anytime soon again.<br/><br/>She threw her hands wide though at that threat, anger coloring her voice just a little. "Who am I going to tell? And I'm pretty sure I will be the one walking away from that fight." Watching him, she tilted her head and wonder if she should tell him about her mother. She might know but at the same time, Sol really didn't want to talk to her. She tended to be just a bit overprotective and might accidentally kill Francis based on the fact that he was unknown to her. Then again, Francis probably know how to do a proper summoning circle so maybe she wouldn't be able to leave it to kill anyone. So lost in her own thoughts, she only came back into the conversation at the last part of his sentence and the bear chuckling.<br/><br/>Realizing finally what gender Francis thought she was she started to laugh and shake her head. "I think I can probably guess." Still laughing, she moved to poke his nose, in high spirits now and almost giddy with the happiness. "I also think maybe your nose might not be as good as I first thought. Either way, sleep is important. We are probably gonna need all we can get." She wasn't about to tell him her gender. Let him figure it out on his own. Get him back for already knowing her half breed status and all the 'tests'.<br/><br/>Laying down beside him, she used her arms as pillows. "We can try the internet. It is pretty useful. Sometimes." Yawning widely, she wasn't even surprise that her mood suddenly changed from happy and bubbly to tired and about to pass out. She was used to it by now.