He shook his head as he held her, feeling bad that she was reliving all of her memories, even in her drunken state. He wasn't nearly as intoxicated as her, though it didn't really matter. His chin nuzzled into her shoulder, his arms holding her tight as she explained more about her childhood. It wasn't anything Marken truly wished to hear, but it was important to her that he did, clearly.

"You're strong now, aren't you? You got through what they did to you. It's all in the past now, you're here for me." He gave her a smile, giving her a kiss on the neck to try and drag her out of the melancholic mood. "Come on, let's get away from this horrible topic, alright?"