I FOUND JESUS, WHAT A LIAR ― open, panic attack

[Nayru]

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[b][color=#6b7e99]”Malphy?”

The concern that laced Nayru’s soft voice was difficult to miss, waves and waves of the emotions rolling off of her tiny figure. She dealt with anxiety as well, a direct result of her father’s terrible treatment and her own crippling, self doubt. She had always managed to calm herself before things got to be too much though, her small paws always instinctively reaching for Chad who provided an immense amount of comfort (especially for an alligator). But Malphas didn’t have a Chad at his disposal... it was up to her, then, to make him feel better, not only as his Sawbone, but as his friend.

[color=#6b7e99]”Malphy,” She began again, [color=#6b7e99]”Come back to my house and I’ll make you some... uh... lavender and chamomile tea... to make you feel better.” Would he even want to do that? She wasn’t sure, but it was worth asking.