[She frowns as she reads everything about him, his words, his thoughts and emotions at the moment. As soon as he settles down, she goes to cup her wings around him, shielding him from all prying eyes and the world. The soft glow of light from them will only offer a small amount of warmth as Leanne reaches down to with one hand, pet him and the other, idly preening him.]

For what are you sorry for? There is nothing for you to be sorry about. This pain that you are experiencing... I am sorry that I can do nothing about it.

[She goes to close her eyes again and begins to sing once more. But this time around, there is more sadness in the song as well as more comfort and warmth within it, never letting up on either the petting or the preening.]