"Medivh, I have also seen it do great good," Khadgar began to argue, though stopped himself short and instead gentled his look as Medivh pressed his hands flat against the wall and hung his head. It was enough, Khadgar rose from his seat and attempted to move forwards without catching any splinters in his feet from the shattered table.

He didn't know what he was planning to do, he realized standing behind Medivh and then closed his eyes and pressed himself against Medivh's back, wrapping his arms around the mage's waist in a hug. This, this seemed what would calm Medivh from whatever ledge he placed himself on when dealing with the past.

He could feel Medivh's heart through his back from where he rested his forehead, the steady pulse lulling him into simply reacting without thinking, it would probably be for the best. He tried his best to shift the hair from between his nose and the back without moving his arms from where they were latched around the Magus's waist.

"Trust me Medivh, that is all you have to do now."