Oh my god?? He doesn't notice at first, honestly. His clothes are pretty sturdy, thick enough to ward off the usual scratches and scrapes that come from moving through a forest. It's actually not the wetness of his tears that alert him something's wrong. It's the way Seth breathes, the way his shoulders shake very slightly.

His stomach drops into his shoes, his eyes widening over Seth's head as he wonders what he could've possibly done wrong. Why would he be crying? Augh.

"A... are you okay? What's wrong?"