Well that could have gone better.
Perish wandered away further into the grassy field, letting the warm breeze caress their face in a soothing gesture. "At least nature doesn't hate me," they huffed sadly to themselves. They continued to walk, only looking down at their feet. They didn't seem to notice the lively creatures going about their business around them.
That is, until he nearly bumped into one. A young Mocha Picchu ran in front of them, and Perish nearly tripped over the small creature. It let out a loud squeak as its tail puffed up, alerting all nearby creatures in the vicinity, all of whom began to approach the scene unfolding.
Perish jerked back, and looked down at the small creature, trying to identify the sudden obstacle. Upon seeing the fat tears rolling down its face - likely from fear - their heart twinged. How could I be so careless? They crouched down next to the wailing creature, and brought a hand up to rest on its head.
"I'm sorry, young one," they said in a low, soothing tone. The Mocha Picchu looked up in confusion, but ceased its bawling. "Did I hurt you?" Perish sighed in relief as it shook its head, then lifted it into their arms, falling back on their butt as they hugged the child close. "Did I scare you?" It nodded, and Perish grimaced slightly. That seems to be a common theme.
"Well," they said, voice shaking with unshed tears. "You're alright, and that's what matters." Suddenly, the child embraced Perish around the neck. With a watery smile, Perish embraced them back, and the crowd that had gathered looked on fondly.