Gray came home and Juvia was sitting on his porch with a dismal look. He wasn't entirely sure how to approach the issue that was clearly present, so he kept silent and let her into the house. She sat in his living room while he made them some tea and hugged his couch pillow tight.
"Ame passed away."
All he knew to do was give her a shoulder to cry on. That was all he could remember himself needing when Ur was taken away forever.
That night, when the rain came, it was not a joyous or peaceful occasion; Juvia buried Ame in her new backyard and gave her regards. Gray stood by her the entire time for support and even said a few words himself. The rain poured and then it left.
"I'm real sorry about Ame," Gray said to her softly as he prepared his couch for her to rest, "I can't say I know what it's like to lose a life-time friend, but I know how it feels to have the inevitable pounce on you. It sucks. But not all things are that way,"
Gray sighed as he sat down on the couch beside Juvia and put his arm around her. He let her curl into his side as he tried to get his mouth to say what he wanted. It was cheesy and not really his thing, but Juvia was a friend in need so he would just have to step out of his comfort-zone for a while. He ran a hand through the bangs of his hair.
"What I mean is. . . even if others leave you, I'll always be here."
Juvia sniffled twice before she responded in a weak voice, "Don't make a promise you can't keep. . ."
Gray smiled. "I never do."