Hideaway Strath Holding hands, will it make me a sinner?

It struck her almost as hard as if he had actually physically struck her when he stepped back. Her ears flattened and she went wide eyed wondering what she had done wrong. It was so easy to tell when she had upset him as the warmth and passion he always radiated toward her dimmed. She didn't know whether it was the fact Mars died or her talking about there being more Sahiras that had him upset. Was it both? Oh gosh how was she so insensitive? She hadn't meant to hurt him so she immediately tried to fix it "It doesn't compare to you or home.." she whispered "But it is nice Papa" she said this in a firm way though she was still sweet as always, the firmness being something new to her and something she didn't even notice. "Dabar anas j'us buti stai zhol valiabuti" she wagged slowly, her eyes swimming with affection. "We can make it home"