"You d-didn't see the way he... he looked at me after— after—" She'd killed her. Chloe still can't say it out loud, the guilt never quite leaving her no matter how long it had been or how much Krolia had reassured her she didn't blame her. "Things haven't been the same. I feel like all I do is make him angry."

She had at least kept her crying mostly under control, even if it meant taking deeper, most gasp worthy breaths that broke up her speech. The hug is likely the only thing that makes it easier to stay coherent about it all.

"I'm sorry. You've been here like five minutes."