Blinking in surprise as she wrapped her arms around him, He glanced down at her for a moment before muttering softly.

"I do apologize for my... damp condition."

With a slight sigh, he wrapped his arms about her shoulders loosely. Glancing downward, damp strings of hair obscuring his vision for a bit. He was to comfort her. That was what he was to do. Softly, a slight song he murmured to her as he leaned his head down. Song expressed what he could not with words alone.

And thus thy memory is to me
Like some enchanted far-off isle
In some tumultuous sea-
Some ocean throbbing far and free
With storms--but where meanwhile
Serenest skies continually
Just o'er that one bright island smile