He winced at the flatness in her voice, not sure what he had done to put his foot in his mouth this time, but unwilling to press her further by arguing the matter. He hadn't been blaming her - or even Sam - about the 'mark' business, only expressing concern that the monsters might try to find ways to get at those who had been so singled out, and not wanting her to be alone because of it.
Still, he had been the one to bring up the Mathair and the dead Fae. Whether or not she was innocent, she was likely still annoyed at the not-quite accusation, and he couldn't blame her for thinking the worst of him now. The following dismissal rang clear as a bell and he stepped away, giving her a bow she couldn't see but perhaps could hear. "As you wish, Rexanna," he said softly, feeling another bridge burning beneath his feet, another connection that he had set ablaze himself. "Rest well and safely."
He turned and left, keeping the door open a crack so she wouldn't be shut in a room in total isolation. Hopefully the sounds coming from the door could guide her if she needed to go anywhere, but she would not hear him again until fire and smoke sent him running back to her side once more.
Still, he had been the one to bring up the Mathair and the dead Fae. Whether or not she was innocent, she was likely still annoyed at the not-quite accusation, and he couldn't blame her for thinking the worst of him now. The following dismissal rang clear as a bell and he stepped away, giving her a bow she couldn't see but perhaps could hear. "As you wish, Rexanna," he said softly, feeling another bridge burning beneath his feet, another connection that he had set ablaze himself. "Rest well and safely."
He turned and left, keeping the door open a crack so she wouldn't be shut in a room in total isolation. Hopefully the sounds coming from the door could guide her if she needed to go anywhere, but she would not hear him again until fire and smoke sent him running back to her side once more.
