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Maybe that was true, but she still didn't like the guilt that he seemed to stubbornly hold on to.  But she didn't think there was much she could say to change how he felt. Taki sighed. I don't know what I need, she admitted. Well, she needed Stigmata to be alive and her son to be home safe, but neither of those were attainable. As far as dealing with her own grief, she hadn't really figured that out yet. Everything felt too heavy and consuming and just—too much.

Of course, she murmered, heart clenching at the pain in his voice. She leaned into his affection, offering him the comfort he sought. Lifting her head slightly, she pressed it into the bend under his chin. She needed the comfort just as much as he did, and he was one of the few she would accept it from.