Noticing the sadness on Dusts face, Horror frowned, making an extra cup of hot cocoa. Digging his hand in a bag, Horror scooped out a couple marshmallows, putting a few in his drinks, and some extra in Dusts. After they were done, and the mugs had cooled down enough to grab, Horror walked over, sitting down next to Dust on the couch, setting the drinks down on the coffee table.

Hey buddy, ya’ doin’ okay? Seems like it’s been a rough day for ya’. Wanna talk about it any? Or I could jus’ give ya’ some company. Either one, I won’t get all upset if ya’ say no, it’s alright pal.

A small smile formed on Horrors face, as he gently reached over to rub Dusts shoulder. It was just a comforting gesture, not meant to be seen as anything more. The gentle affection was sweet, and his presence felt safe.