"Well, if the words ever come..." Ariel let the offer hang on the air. He was always happy to lend an ear to his friends. While he loved to talk, he liked to listen as well. Everyone deserved to air out their problems now and again, after all. Even Storm. Maybe especially someone who personified storms.
The Unicorn was tempted to give Storm a hug. He was a big believer that hugs could help ease problems, at least a little but. However not everyone was fond of having their personal space invaded.
The cloud felt... different. Not unpleasant, Ariel decided, but not like anything he'd felt before. Of course, he'd never had any part of himself in a cloud before, that he could recall. As a non-flier, he didn't encounter clouds other than Storm's aura. He withdrew his hand slowly, to make sure it didn't look like he was recoiling, but rather merely returning Storm's personal space to him.
"Well," he said slowly, thinking this thought - he didn't want to refuse a gift either! "How about I make something for you?"