Rubbing her body down with the towel to dry her off, Claude did his best to be comforting. Claude got behind Stella and took her hands into his, keeping her from cutting into her legs. Just as puzzled as she was, he didn't speak. Humming a lullaby as he dried her off and kept her warm, letting her squeeze his hands as tightly as she could, he contemplated what could have possibly happened. He nuzzled her, humming and radiating heat to her.<br/><br/>Hector had gone out to the stables to check on Snow, while Nancy was getting ready for the morning. Massa was getting breakfast cooked up, working on an oatmeal. Jerome was doing more clean up work, after all the damage tar happened yesterday, a lot needed to be done. None of them heard Stella crying, do none of them went to help.