As she broke down, it took everything in him not to follow suit. Instead he hunched himself over and bowed his head. Trying to keep the demons from swirling around in his mind and not exactly being successful. He wanted to hold and comfort her, but how could he? He had no right to after what he had done.

“I’m so sorry,” he says softly, brokenly. The same words he had spoken when she saw him last. Not knowing that he had stowed away on her ship to follow her there.