One long fingered hand gently stroked Minuet's silver hair as she cried in his arms.  The other arm held her tight against him, not leting her go 'til the tears had run their course.<br/><br/>“We'll find the one who did it to him someday, Minuet, and together we won't let him do it to anyone else ever again, okay?”  The gungan gently kissed her on the forehead.