Husk decides to go out in public one evening. And doesn't come back until later that night. When he does he finds you curled up on one of the couches. You're obviously upset about something and crying your eyes out. He scowls at the display for a moment.

"Jesus fuckin' Christ.."

He goes to walk away but something inside makes him feel bad. His big bushy red eyebrows droop in a sympathetic manner and he slowly approaches you. Not even bothering to ask why you're like this in the first place as he picks you up in his fluffy arms.

"Let's get you to bed...okay?"

He strokes your hair and kisses you on the forehead as you continue to cry.