The soft calm voice broke me from my despair. Looking up with red puffy eyes, I saw Daphne standing in the doorway of the owlery. She looked timid, unsure what to do. As much as I wanted to smile, I couldn't bring myself to do so. Slowly she started to walk towards me. Not moving or making a sound besides my sniffling, she knelt down next to me. I kept staring at her, unable to do anything. She laid her hand on my arm, which I involuntarily tensed when she touched me. Forcing myself to calm down, she gingerly wrapped herself around me. Her hug was tight and comforting. I leaned myself against her and silence consumed us. 