feel your energy rush into me

He felt the mood in the room change almost as soon as he had asked. She had looked away before he'd seen the look in her eyes, but he didn't need to see it to know. He bit his lip for asking, although he had no idea of her losses, and tasted his own blood as it barely escaped from the nic he'd left in it. He stared down at his tea for what felt like forever but had hardly been longer than a second after she spoke.

"I am so sorry." Sorry for her losses, sorry for bringing it up. His voice cracked when he spoke and a frown pulled heavily at the corners of his mouth. His gaze was fixated on his tea, but it slowly sought her out again though his frown remained. He had only meant to jest, but he had in fact done the opposite. He hoped she understood, but he'd likely never forgive himself regardless.