Had Sisse been thinking she knew this would be a horrible idea. She'd blush when looking back at it. It would put them right back to that awkward place they'd been in for a year, and so soon after they had mended it all. But she wasn't thinking. All she knew was that he was a safe place to land. His warm hand on her back was soothing, the fabric of his jacket under her cheek warm.

At last her eyes red and swollen she stepped back and look at him, dashing her eyes on her sleeves. "I'm sorry." She sniffled. "I should have...." She trailed off there was so much she should have done. She should have tried to share the burden at the very least. "Here, sit." She gestured to the couch trying to get the ground back under her feet so to speak. She had to bottle this all away, had to keep living. "I'll ring for some tea." SHe was trying to so hard to be the lady of the house, so hard to pull herself back together, but was she really fooling anyone after that little display of her's?