[Surely he does not think he can hide away from his feelings in hers? Not forever. She gives him a look that says as much as his hand cradles her face. She is just as worried about him still, and he can't very well help her out of this hole she's fallen into if he remains at the bottom of it.]

But you were still hurt.

[She shifts beside him, moving closer, tangling their legs together until there is not an inch of space left between them. There, her lips press together and her brow pinches into a deep frown.]

And that seems to be all I am good for these days, isn't it... Claw at things until they are destroyed. [She scoffs at herself.] Why, of all the times, does this bother me now?