Down from the clouds

He would get more than just her stillness back as he showed his affections to her, she would lean into his touch and give him a quick glance. Frith's smile would grow, any progress was good progress, especially when she seemed so hopeless. His playfulness would go mostly ignored, but he didn't mind really. He was grateful enough for the press of her form in to his side and the nuzzle she offered with it. He would treasure her affection. He hadn't expected her sudden apology, nor the confession afterwards. She sounded so lost and again he would feel the rush of hurt for her, the confusion and frustration. Still he would remind himself there was hope, she was amazing and would overcome. "Don't be sorry, it's not your fault." He'd whisper to her, nuzzling her tenderly as he tried to console her. "I don't know either, but I know it can't be your fault."