atlanticanadella asked you:
I - I kinda figured- But I was just *she bit her lip and huffed, knowing full well that he had every right to banish her, shoot at her, run away- SOMETHING, but she had to keep coming back until then* I was just concerned, I hadn't seen you come out of your house much- Rightfully so, after everything and- OHGOSH that made me sound like a stalker, but I just wanted to make sure you weren't traumatized... which you are- and I'm sorry! It's just, I... *she trailed off* I'm sorry, Thomas, really.
He couldn't help but crack a smile while listening to her rant and rave. It had been so long since he had been able to listen to her ramble on like this. "....I know you are, Adella. I know. And....I'm sorry too. I've thought a lot about what happened, and maybe I should've...trusted you a bit more when we were on that beach. I mean, you had plenty of chances to kill me after that whole Underworld adventure we went on when I was, you know, unconscious, and if you were still on a killing spree, you wouldn't have dumped me on that beach. You probably would be trying to kill me now..." He chuckles a bit, trying to make light of the situation. "But just...after what happened, it screwed me up, Adella." He gave her a mournful look. "That's why I barely left my house. Some days, I just couldn't bring myself to get up. Ben and Lon had to look after me most days.
"And even after having all that time to think....I still don't know what to say to you." He turned his head, barely able to look at her anymore.