Thorsten gave her a sad little smile, reaching across the table to gently place his hand over hers in a comforting manner. Because if anyone knew the loss of a friend it was him. He'd lost plenty in the great many years he'd been alive. That was the main problem of being an immortal in a land of mortals. Hell, he'd even lost his connection with the Gods since he'd been bound to earth.
"It's not stupid, valqueria," he told her as his thumb brushed against the back of her hand, seeming almost comically small in his palm. "Never feel stupid for having emotions. The people that we care about deeply stay with us in some way." And there was the voice of someone who'd lived far too long. "And I'm pretty sure you're going to find someone who wants to break down those walls again. Trust me on this."