[It was instinct, to try and comfort those in pain. It was a part of him he thought he gleaned from his mother, having spent much time in her care with his father off at war half the time (though not of his own choice, mind). But regardless of where he had gotten it from, it had been something he nurtured in himself since he could remember, offering comfort and help where he could for his people and close friends alike.
Seeing this girl so obviously upset stoked that need inside him, and he drifted over, letting his anklets chime softly so as not to surprise her with a sudden appearance.]