"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" he mumbles into the floor before levering himself to his feet.

"Good thing!"

"Well. Thank you."

She giggles.

"Uh, that's Jiorthkir, he organized this thing," Rrhotehk adds, pointing.

Jiorthkir can have a smile too.

Jiorthkir gives her a wave and goes back to trying to take care of the nigh-catatonic ones.

"—is there anything I can do to help?"

"I...don't know. You could try."

"I - want them to be okay." She leans on Khythen. "But I don't know if there's anything I can do about it."

Cuddle. "I don't know either," he sighs.

Snuggle. "Like - I have this impulse to hug them and tell them it's okay but I don't even know that wouldn't make it worse -"

"Maybe see if Jiorthkir can get anywhere with them first," he murmurs. "And--if it comes to it, if--it might be that it comes to a point where making it worse would be redundant."

"...yeah." She sighs. She leans on him some more.

He snuggles her some more.

He's very cozy. And snuggles are very cheering.

"...So what do you want to do next?" he asks her.

"I don't really know! For a while there it was just 'okay, what can I do that leads to me not dying', and now... I would like my future to involve calligraphy and cuddles and lots of great sex but I'm fuzzy on the details and I don't really have a schedule in mind."

"...Well, I'm also a calligrapher, do you want me to get my supplies so we can nerd about pretty, pretty letters?"

"That sounds amazing." Kiss.

He kisses her and puts her down and lopes off for supplies.

She sits and smiles at cute demons.

Cute demons come up to her and say hi and want to know that she's really okay and if she wants anything and offer hugs!

She is absolutely okay! She's worried about those guys over there but she's not sure what to do about them and doesn't make anything worse. She would like to be introduced to people and she would love hugs.

They introduce her to people and hug her.