Becca stayed quiet, hugging her knees again and starting to cry. She didn't know what to say, didn't know how to help. All she wanted was to wrap her arms around Cirno, to pet her hair and promise her it was okay. And she couldn't. She couldn't touch, couldn't give that comfort, and she felt horrible for it. She let the kit stay on the ground, sniffling heavily. "Cirno it's okay," she murmured from her place on the ground. "Please, it's okay, calm down..."