You throw Medusa into any situation when one is in pain and you can guarantee she will comfort. Something motherly in her always showed when someone was down, something defending always showed when someone was being discriminated. It was all tenfold when she became Primus.

It wasn't often she strayed to the boardwalk, not since the brush with a watery death did she step on the wood. But she wanted to make sure the newcomer was okay. She didn't visit every day, with her eyes becoming slightly cloudy with the coming shed.

She shuddered against the cold as she walked along the boardwalk. Her cloak helped a bit, but she was neither fully warm-blooded or fully cold-blooded, so temperatures really fucked with her. Golden eyes locked onto the new hybrid, ears pricked and she was close enough to catch a few words. it was enough to make her move. With haste she started toward Sorbet, taking off her cloak and going to gently drape it across his shoulders as she stepped up beside him. "Hey.. what's wrong? Don't get me wrong, it's good to see you up, but.. what happened before you showed up here, if you're willing to tell this near stranger?" She flicked her paw, a bright blue flame arriving that slowly faded to yellow as she held it close to her chest.

She smiled a bit, remembering when she got so scared over being caught off guard. But as he told his story, the smile faded. She held her paw of fire out for both of them to gain warmth from as he retold the horror he underwent. An ache formed in her chest, knowing that his mother loved him, a love she would never feel. But it wasn't about Medusa. She pressed her muzzle gently against his shoulder as he finished, pulling away with haste. "It's okay to cry. Crying doesn't show weakness." She said softly, looking to the ocean beyond. "Your mother wanted you to live on, she loved you so much that she sacrificed herself so that you could live. Sorry if that sounded cheesy, it's just what came to mind."

She looked at the boards below her, a sigh drifting from her mouth. "I know i can't do anything to help, but.. I'm always gonna be here if you need to vent out or say anything." She smiled gently.

Well, it seemed as though the new guy was finally up. Unfortunately, it didn't seem as though he was doing so well. Rhinestone had actually been lingering around the medical building for the last few days, mainly due to the influx of new joiners who had arrived while injured. It was all a matter of unfortunate circumstances, but the least they could get once they were awake was a welcome from the leader of the group whose lands they were on. Whether they chose to stay or not was, in Rhine's mind, completely irrelevant. While the Palm Glades advertised itself as a vicious group that always defended its own, that didn't mean that they were needlessly cruel. They helped others when they believed it was the right thing to do, and that was something that the legate intended to continue to do – and he was fairly sure that Medusa would, as well. So, if Sorbet woke up and wanted to stay, that was just fine. But if he woke up and decided he needed to go and find his family, or wherever he had come from? That was just as fine – although Rhinestone would probably insist that he stay at least until his wounds were more healed.

The serval had been passing by the large warehouse turned medical building when he heard the sound of voices inside, one new and one familiar. Figuring that at least one of the injured people had woken up, Rhine slipped easily inside the building, feeling right at home. He did have a tendency to visit here more often, after all, ever since his and Vaas's talk. Arriving a bit late, the lanky feline had missed the beginning of Sorbet's story, but the ending certainly wasn't a happy one. A frown pulled at his muzzle, and he couldn't help but imagine what he would do in a similar scenario. After all, he had ended up losing his mother, but that was to natural causes, not something quite so... vicious. He was sure that Medusa's words of comfort would mean much more to the other, but he still spoke up, a soft hum leaving him, "Hey there... we weren't sure when exactly you would end up waking up. Although I think I see now why you needed to rest for so long..." He glanced temporarily at Medusa, as if trying to think of what else his primus would say, before continuing, "I'm very sorry for your loss... you're welcome to stay here for as long as you need to, or want to." He would've wanted that to go without saying, but he knew some groups were much more blunt.