Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20190322134921/@comment-13488655-20190331180844

Akari kept quiet as she let Maple cry out her bottled up emotions, looking to the side for a moment as she recalled what her grandfather did whenever she was sad enough to cry. It was rough to have tears with no one to help dry them. So, with an awkward streach of her arm, she lightly began to pat the girl on the back and handed her a tissue, still remaining quiet with no clue as to what she could say to comfort the girl. She was a fighter, not a emotional support expert.