Wesley? No, it couldn't be him. Nadeline would raise her tear-streaked face at his touch, and unless her eyes deceived her, it really was him. Before she could respond, she would hiccup slightly and use her sleeves to wipe her face. "[b]How embarrassing...I didn't think anyone would come here.[/b]" She would mutter, sniffling a little as she would look at Wesley, bearing a very defeated expression. She opened her mouth as if to tell him something, but it seemed she could not find the words for it. She simply stared at him, and after a moment she would simply pull him into a hug.

"[b]Please don't ever keep the truth from me again.[/b]" She mumbled into his chest.