The tears threatened and she pushed them back momentarily. She was desperate yes and she knew why for fuck's sake, but she couldn't, she just couldn't. When he spoke, she felt a little relief, he didn't sound as mad as his letter had made it seem and she was beyond grateful that he'd even agreed to see her so she could explain better.

She collapsed into him when he opened his arms to her, the flood spilling over, though the tears streamed quietly down her cheeks instead of sobs wracking her body. Febs pressed her face into his chest. "I'm sorry, so sorry. I never thought she'd say anything. I will be more careful." It was muffled as she clung to him, but still audible in the quiet of the garden. "I would never, ever want to jeopardize your job. Ever." She was not worth his job. Not even close. She knew how that would go and it would not end favorably for her. How could she expect it to?