Aal scents the air in her black German Shepard glamour, not sure how some would react to her in her wolf form right now, or in general. She can tell emotions are running high and low though.

She makes a soft canine sound and trots over toward Thor, looking for a spot to hop up next to him and just be a comforting presence however she can. She won't press him unless he wishes to talk about well anything really. Something..was weighing heavy on him..She could tell that by his posture.