Hearing about stepping out of the calmer environment of the carriage out into a ground lined with dead beasts the grasp of her little fingers around the fabric of Wu's broad built tightened and he understood how she felt almost immediately.
He knew she would have her apprehensions about engaging into a space where gory violence just took place. But he also at the same time had a solution for it.
"Trust me it'll be fine." He whispered in her ear while he held her close to himself. Another stroke of his long slender fingers through her dense voluminous hair, a combine of his persuasive voice and the heartwarming strokes instigated in an effect at once astringent and oddly assuasive.
