Hushed Willows But damn girl, since you've come around

He exhaled--he heard her steps behind him and cast a side eye to her offering. She was giving him something to settle his stomach--looking after him.

The absurdity of it drew a rough, monosyllable ahha... from him, and he straightened, trying to gold the quiver of his shoulders back as he looked to her now. 

She apologized. His eyes closed momentarily before opening, searching her gaze, swallowing thickly. Stop apologizing Reverie... you didn't...

What could he say? He shook his head slowly, as if he could shake this away like a bad dream. A nightmare.

I really wish someone had told me... That's not the story I was told... Another exhale. I'm sorry, Reverie. I'm so sorry.

It wasn't enough. It wouldn't be enough.