[He keeps his Cosmo around them, using it to call the fading Cosmo, to lead it away to whatever there may be after in this world. He doesn't cry, he's not as sensible as she is, and while he feels for the creature most of his pain is for what she's feeling. She may not be the one who loved him, but he can still sense how she feels somehow.
He moves closer, wrapping her and her bundle in his arms, holding them securely. He would love to kiss her tears away, to nuzzle her hair... But that would be too much, he must remind himself that this woman doesn't know him and even just this hug is probably scandalous. But he has no other way to comfort her at the moment.]
It was grateful. You made it feel loved and not alone.
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He moves closer, wrapping her and her bundle in his arms, holding them securely. He would love to kiss her tears away, to nuzzle her hair... But that would be too much, he must remind himself that this woman doesn't know him and even just this hug is probably scandalous. But he has no other way to comfort her at the moment.]
It was grateful. You made it feel loved and not alone.