Micah blinked as the woman burst nearly burst into tears, then looked to Ivan for advice. It just happened that at that time, Lily walked in and set her bags down on the bay floor, which he had just cleaned. The tug on his shoulder was enough for his guard to drop, and his fur smoothed back instantly. first his left, then his right wing folded over his furred shoulders, hooking together at the thumbs to form a sort of cloak. He reached out a tendril of his power towards the frightened human, and flinched visibly. his hands flew into motion. :: She already has my vote to stay. A loss like hers not many can burden. and she is nearly consumed by it.:: he signed to Ivan and Liliya. For whatever his opinion mattered, he voiced it, his expression softening in understanding. He knew loss, and though he didn't know the details, he was sure he wasn't far from the mark. Then again, she had called out for her mother, and seeing that she was alone, that clenched it for him.<br/><br/>Micah's ear flicked as Ivan called him Fuzzy Bum once more, but he let it slide. He opened his mind and sent a thought to the girl herself, silent and private between them. The first contact felt like someone had jabbed her with a needle, but after that, warmth crossed over the link. <I'm very sorry for frightening you. I know I must be something to behold for a Terran. There's a reason I stay on the Ship.> Micah's thought-voice was calm and comforting, almost like a warm blanket in the fall. Ivan spoke up once more. Honestly, sweet. you have choice in this. though I ask vhy you want to leave Terra? Is not good home for you? the tall Russian asked, sliding his hands into the pockets of his finely tailored pants.