Kyla gently stroked Will's cheek to try and comfort him, noticing how very dirty her skin seemed against the boys from her years of living on the streets "Sh it's alright Will, just a dream I'm here" She told him with a smile. Her hand moved to stroke the boys hair again.
She did wonder what he was crying about, Kyla herself has lost everything she could possibly shed a tear over. Never having cried for a long time so this was a little strange to her to see this confident boy act like this.
"Will, what was troubling you?" She asked him looking concerned, head tilting to the side as her mattered hair fell over her shoulder.