Distraught and down-trodden souls were her specialty, usually because she could relate to them on level that most people couldn't. However, this over exaggerating, melodramatic stuff kind of placed her in an awkward position. Should she be sympathetic, or should she applaud? Eyes widened as she continued on. "I..." Lilo paused, and wrinkled her nose. She was actually starting to feel bad for Miss Piggy, especially when she started to cry.
Biting down on her bottom lip, she inched a little closer to the girl, and placed a comforting hand on her arm. "Hey, hey, don't cry. It's -- all right. I'm sure Buddy is fine, and that he's happy wherever he is." Wasn't Buddy the one who liked Christmas a whole lot? She couldn't recall if she ever really spoke to him, but he seemed like an interesting character. Especially since Christmas was one of her favorite holidays as well. Then again, what young person didn't love Christmas?
"You're not alone, and you're not unloved. I'm sure wherever Buddy is... he's thinking about you. Why don't you --" Lilo paused and tried to think of something Miss Piggy could do to keep her mind off the fact that Buddy was gone, "Why don't you write a letter to him? Maybe his former doctor knows where he went and can make sure he gets it?" Head tilted slightly, large brown eyes peering up at the girl. Lilo hated to see people crying, and she could definitely relate to how it feels to be separated from someone.