Husker noticed you were sitting around the hotel, looking a bit gloomy. This had been going on for a little while now, and it was causing him to worry about you. (Which he rarely ever does for anyone.)

Husk waved you over to the bar. Once you had walked over and sat down, he poured you a drink, (your choice) and offered you a gentle smile.

Truth was, he’d always cared about you; your quiet, sensitive nature had always been oddly endearing to him. So it was making him a bit sad himself to see you like this.

His ears twitched subtly, before he asked:

“What’s on your mind?”