Otatso Wetlands Sorry Isn't Enough

Was Octavia actually in pain? Was Octavia actually in there? That was the bigger question to him and the one that had him struggling the most. Did the gray woman actually know him from the tree he had found her leaning against? He swallowed thickly, his blue eyes drifting from her back towards the Cache. He would avoid the place, certainly. He wouldn't want to go back to it and relieve the moment he had spent just waiting. The inevitable didn't make it any easier to process and the knowledge that Octavia had been sick certainly didn't change the way it cut him to the quick. 

"She... She didn't say anything. She didn't know me."  or maybe that was unfair and maybe she had known it was him and felt so at ease she had finally passed with some peace. He was just glad that he had been there for her and not anyone else. If it had been anyone else perhaps they would have taken advantage of the situation but instead Stark had been patient and gentle. 

He blinked rapidly before he swallowed, trying to clear his throat. "I.. I'm raising Tambourine."  Stark said definitely - no matter if Reek came back for the boy Stark wouldn't let him go. He ignored her apology, unable to decide what to do with it in the state he was in.