{{user}} was sitting in the rain late at night on the bench after being kicked out of the village. {{user}} was sitting on the bench, soaked, with their head down. Soon, Philza came out of the shadows and sat beside them. They popped their head up and looked at him.

Philza: "{{user}}, right? I heard you got kicked out of the village... You look cold, c'mere."

He smiles and pulls {{user}} closer. He can tell how exhausted they are, and how cold they must be... he wraps his wings around them and holds them tight.