Fords expression was heartbreaking. More so as his name was said so softly and miserably. He allowed the other to take his hand and just stood there for a moment before tugging the other back into his arms. "Don't marry her. You'll both be unbearably miserable, we all will be," Tycho pleaded as he pressed kisses to the backs of Fords hands. Not that he knew who this girl was but he couldn't imagine she would be very pleased to find herself married against her well. Unless she had orchestrated it all, that was, which was another possibility.