Noctisardor Bypass ave verum corpus

within seconds, it seemed, heda was crying, and if she were anyone else, he would have struck her.
instead, he reaches for her, guiding her slender face toward his chest in an embrace, resting his head tenderly atop her own. he breathes in the saltpine of her scent and when he closes his eyes, he can almost feel shaba.
uncomfortable as it was to have a female release their feminine emotions unto his grace, he allows it for a time, listening to her wavering voice. he almost feels a twinge of sadness for her, burning somewhere unknown, deep and low within him.
everything happens for a reason, he reminds her softly. god has a plan for you, heda. he does not want you to feel this pain. and you will not forever.