Otatso Wetlands Sorry Isn't Enough

She wanted to call them still friends? She wanted to pretend somehow that things were okay and that she hadn't walked out on him but in reality he was struggling with what to consider the woman who stood before him. Well. Stood in the most basic sense, because it seemed like she was struggling, but, he couldn't do anything about that when he was barely holding himself up. 

The male watched as she processed what he had said, again falling and Stark had to stop himself from moving for a moment. He didn't trust himself with his own body, shaking a bit as he considered for a moment just how he should respond to the situation. Finally the male stepped forward, carefully providing her an anchor to pull herself from the mire. He couldn't even be sad right then, though it was etched into every muscle in his body. 

"Just...just days ago. I found her right before she passed." He said softly, his voice a touch crestfallen, perhaps more hollow.