Nothing would stir Dutiron from this state until he felt Novel's comforting touch. He would surrender himself partially back to the world for her though the pain and guilt didn't ease even with his mate by his side. It was because of her he had ever neglected Arelahn in anyway, though he certainly wouldn't have traded her love for anything. Arelahn had problems, nothing he did could have repaired that damage caused to her and his suffering wouldn't have helped.
He knew that fact of course, nothing could have helped her regardless really but he still felt bad for not being there and now well she was gone. Signalling his return to the present he would respond to Novel silently, leaning into her touch as the sadness continued to overwhelm him. No gaze was cast to Chord as he retreated or words spoken to either his grandson or Novel. There was nothing that could be said or done.
