Foxe watched the young girl walk forward quietly, giving her space but not letting her out of sight. He knew how quickly sudden attacks could happen and wasn't about to let something bad befall the girl just because she seemed upset. It was his way of not feeling useless when surrounded by emotions he couldn't completely understand.
Turning to Peony, he nodded. It was always hard letting things go, especially things that could hold such sentiment. "How long has she been nursing this creature?" he asked, curiosity getting the better of him.