Instinctively, as always, his arms wrapped around her waist, and he sighed into her neck. He knew that he had hurt her, and he ran his hands up and down her back, like he always did when she cried.
"I never got to say that I was sorry. Sorry for making you hate me, sorry for hurting you. I could have told you, but I chose not to of my own accord. I know how you can be, and I didn't want you hurt. You know I hate seeing you hurt." He gave a soft purr. The one he always used to try and divert her emotions.
"I'm sorry, Elyana"