It doesn't stop him from holding her, close and tight and safe.

He closes his eyes, quiet and swallowing a lump in his throat before he answers back, a whisper just as small as hers.

He should have been watching, it's his job to take care of her. What they did was wrong and unnatural and he should never have assumed that it worked without watching her closely for a long period of time, not just a couple of days. He should have paid better attention.

He understands.

One gloved hand pets her hair and settles at the back of her neck.