[Getting up for the blanket was far too ambitious, but getting up to comfort Tiger is apparently not. Trucy pulls herself up with effort and stumbles across the room, gingerly lowering herself down next to him. And then she very gently puts an arm around him, pulling him into a weak hug.]
It'll... it'll be okay. Whatever's wrong, we'll figure it out.
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It'll... it'll be okay. Whatever's wrong, we'll figure it out.