Teo had been wandering around again. Earlier that morning, before the sun had really risen, he'd been out in the territory surrounding the village, searching for good places to find herbs come Spring. He'd found a few locations but otherwise, he'd have to wait until the warm weather returned to pick his own batch of herbs.
As he made his way towards the Great Fire (in hopes of warming himself near it, at the very least), a sickly familiar sound caught his ears; crying. Looking over, across the clearing, he saw Ayasha there, sobbing and looking rather broken up. Concern and worry flooded over him and the albino trotted over to his friend, whining softly.
Ayasha... Ayasha, hon, are you okay? He murmured as he stopped beside her, kneeling down to match her height. A gentle hand was moved to rest on her shoulder, if she allowed it. Why the tears? What's wrong? His voice was quiet, gentle, controlled in a way. He hated seeing girls cry, especially his friends. He only hoped there was something he could do to make her feel better.
