Mira just let him get it out, letting him use her for as much of a physical support as needed. She didn’t comment as he spoke, just allowing the boy to express himself. When he apologized she shook her head. “No need. I remember what it was like... keeping everything bottled up. Sometimes we just need to let it out.” She smiled softly, “So... you can change into a gryphon?” She asked, trying to bring the mood back around so Otto didn’t wallow too long. As much as tears were cathartic, you couldn’t stay there for long without getting lost- again it was at least how it had been with her.