[Phos notices when the fluffy thing (person?) hangs back, silent and practically exuding unhappiness. They've at least met this one before, if just briefly, and they're one of the few who seem as unique and out of place in this group of whatever-these-are as Phos themself is.
The sounds are strange, but the body language is so clearly despairing. Phos pauses for a moment in front of her, hesitant and uncertain, but eventually crouches and leans in with a concerned expression.]
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The sounds are strange, but the body language is so clearly despairing. Phos pauses for a moment in front of her, hesitant and uncertain, but eventually crouches and leans in with a concerned expression.]
Are you okay?