The Tangle i laugh in the face of danger

Ukko isn't sure what he expects at first. Nothing, probably. She will turn around and leave him behind. Or yell at him. Perhaps even attack him, he wouldn't even be surprised. When she does respond, he dips his head a little and keeps his tail still by his side. A silence lingers between them, giving her the floor should she have more to stay, but when it's gone on long enough he clears his throat.

"I'm sorry."

He's one mistake right after another. Each time he tries to repair one, he's screwed up again some how. It's home all over again. A shudder rushes down his spine and he jerks, shaking his head. Sorry isn't enough and he knows it but he doesn't know how to fix it. Maybe he never will. He's bound to leave destruction in his wake his entire life and maybe she's better off without him.

"I know it was wrong, I know I fucked up. I know I probably can't fix any of it but if I could take it back, I would. I thought I could fix it but," he cuts himself off and slumps his shoulders. There had been a time he considered himself one of the good guys; now he's not so sure.