Northstar Vale Conversations With Dead People

Collision watched as her tattered and torn body emerged from the den. She was broken physically and emotionally. He had never accounted for the first part. When she appeared the teary eyed look returned and he shook his head. Words did not fall. Accuastion were not made. Simply, he moved towards her. Slowly, tentatively. "I'm sorry," He spoke the words and then attempted to place his head gently around her shoulder. He didn't want to say much else. He wanted to see how she was going to react and he wanted the levity of his confession to be for her to decide. 

 He wasn't sure how she would take to the embrace. He wasn't sure if she would even trust him, but ultimately he knew he had given her reasons to distrust him, but that blame was to be shared. They had both done things for their own reasons to cause harm to the other. Collision would wait to see if she accepted his apology before he lept into explaining, confessing, and reconciliation.