Muscles all through her body tensed as she felt him shift and slip and arm behind her, eventually pulling her into his lap. Her heart was clenching tightly in her chest and her throat burning more with each passing second. A frown on her face now and her brows pushed towards one another as she tried, in vain, to resist the tears. 

The close contact of his cheek on hers and his hand in hers is what broke her. She leaned into him and pulled their laced hands towards her chest where her other hand tightly grasped it. It was clear now she was shaking and openly crying. She hadn't cried like that in years....perhaps now was time for it to happen. She whimpered in response to his words. 

Despite her dislike for physical contact she couldn't help but lean into him more. For once, in a very long time, she felt safe. She felt warm even if she was crying over a broken heart of her mother. "I couldn't save her." She choked out. She only shook more. "I couldn't save my mother and she's dead because of me." She sniffled as she pressed their hands to her lips before speaking again with her eyes closed. "I promised her I would take her all over the galaxy when I was older. I never wanted her to live in that damn slum house again and yet I couldn't save her." Sol had no idea why she was saying all of this but the clenching on her heart eased up just a bit.