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She nodded, tucking away the nickname for future use; it would certainly be much easier to say, and she assumed he used the shortened version of his name for that very reason.

She waited in the silence after her question, giving him time to answer however he wished. She was surprised to hear him divulge so much, but she kept the feeling to herself, concern the only emotion registering on her face as he continued. 

His story grew darker, and when he admitted to her that he felt like Dragomir's horrible situation was his fault, her chest tightened painfully. She was sickeningly familiar with how it felt to live with such terrible guilt, but whereas her situation was actually her fault, Verx was not responsible for his son's kidnapping. This had to be hard enough on him without putting all the blame on himself.

She was about to say as much but then he fell to the ground and started sobbing, startling the healer briefly before tears welled in her own eyes. She lowered herself down next to him, and placed her head across his back if allowed. It is not your fault, she murmured soothingly. You can't blame yourself for the actions of someone else. His despair was white hot against her senses, and she desperately wished she could make it go away for him. The only one that holds blame is your son's kidnapper. He couldn't go on feeling so guilty about all this; it would consume him.