After The Storm

She'd turn towards him but he'd keep quiet, not really having much to say. He didn't want to ask her to explain further and he wasn't sure he wanted to know anymore but really his mind needed to grasp what was going on. This wasn't going to be an easy transition, but it was happening. Mercy would beg to hear a word from him, anything really. Not that he had much to vocalize. Though he was thankful for her touch as she stepped forward, nuzzling into him now unabashedly. He couldn't help the small smile that snuck onto his lips and he couldn't help but nuzzle her back lovingly as she went on. Ready to admit her actions.

He wasn't really prepared for her words but he'd take them all the same. Listening as she confessed her encounter she made it sound so simple, yet she still trailed off at the very end. She'd lost his gaze, and he tried to connect the dots so she didn't have to say it out loud. He'd watch her curiously, calculating as he processed what she'd said. Had those same dirty feelings surrounded her even as he'd rushed to her side? Had he caused to her to feel those same feelings? He wasn't sure if he was more ready or less to say something now as she'd explained further. "I'm sorry," He'd say, quietly, obviously those feelings had not been desirable. Still caught up in their previous conversation he'd catch on a little more. He wasn't supposed to be with her like that. It was unacceptable no matter how hurt he felt for being left out, or how much he thought he wanted to be there for her in that way.