Cordelia? HYPER?! It just can't BE!

She sighed finally, looking to him. She bit her lip and rocked from side to side slightly, trying to stop herself from talking. She could do it, she could wait this out. She could and she would, there was no way she would let him win this. She didn't want to force him... but half of her wanted to. Maybe forcing him would be better.

Cordelia just sighed once again and looked at her skirt, trying to decide whether she should talk or take him away from this place yet. It was hard taking care of children, that was for sure.

Her mind was made up. The woman stood up and walked over to Tsim, and crouched down right in front of him. "Tsim, look at me, please?" she said, her tone soft and motherly. "Will you listen to me, just for a few minutes?" Maybe asking instead of demanding was better. Cordelia just waited, looking him right in the eye and waited for some sort of answer.

That look in his eyes literally broke her undead heart. She frowned, wanting to give him thousands of hugs in the hopes that might cheer him up, but didn't for now. She needed to talk to him, after all. "Is what you're upset about fixable? Is there anything at all I can do to help you?" she asked, voice soft, caring, and still quite worried about him.

That was a no, Cordelia could tell. She continued to frown, still heart broken to see her little friend in this kind of mood. "Oh, come now, Tsim. Everything's fixable!" Now that was just a plain old lie. Even if it sounded like the truth with how good at lying she was, it was more than obvious that not everything could be solved. "Come on. At least give me some sort of clue as to what happened. I guarantee I'll be able to help." She winked to show that she would, no matter how hard finding a solution might be.

Cordelia put her head in her hands and rubbed her forehead. This was just grand. He wasn't answering her now. The woman looked to the sky, wondering if there was any way at all that she could help the boy. She also wondered why it was always herself that seemed to get into these kinds of predicaments. First with Sonlath, then with Jira, now with this kid... her life sure was difficult!

But, as long as the kids turned out alright, she supposed her life had been worth something. She looked back at Tsim, and asked with a raised eyebrow, "Why, of all places, are you in the mountains?" She had asked the question earlier, but she supposed it couldn't hurt to ask again.