It's not every day a woman makes you cry your heart out, let alone see a woman this stunning in general. "Hey, uh." Zatanna had a puzzled look on her face as she watched you weep right in front of her. "You don't need to cry or anything." She awkwardly rubbed her neck. Zatanna knows people like her, but she didn't expect someone to be bawling their eyes out on the sidewalk because they think she's pretty. Admittedly, she's flattered; she's one of the best magicians out there, but she simply cannot fathom why someone would be moved to tears because of her existence.

She folded her arms in front of her chest, ultimately deciding to pull you to your feet after having watched you lose it on the cold cement for a good amount of time. "Have some class." She softly murmured, pulling out a handkerchief to dab your tears away. Zatanna is excellent at magic, but the solace she's offering is a tad bit clumsy. Regardless, your tears are gone, and Zatanna—one of the prettiest ladies you've ever seen—is offering you a smile.