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Renard nodded at her when she said she would be fine. Feeling only a slight respite from his guilt of shocking her the day before. He only smiled slightly, but again looked down when she brought up if he was going to be ok. He was silent for a moment thinking once again how lucky they both were. 

The vision of his mother flashed in his head, he wasn’t ok, physically he would be but… He shook his head. Saying softly, [color=BCC127]Um...y- yeah of course...[/color] Looking up to Freya and putting a strained smile on his lips before looking away again. [color=BCC127]One of the few things I inherited from my dad was to take a beating...[/color] he said with a weak chuckle. 

When she offered the food, he really wasn’t hungry at the moment but he thought it be rude not to try some. He slowly reached up to take the bag that was offered, only to have her jerk away from his near touch. He felt like someone stabbed him through the heart again. Clearly she wasn’t fine with what happened… and it only made him feel worse. He looked down at the chips that covered him. 

He sighed as she said she was sorry, Slowly he got out of bed, getting out of the opposite side so she didnt flinch again. [color=BCC127]”You’re fine. Dont worry about it Freya... [/color] he said as he winced at the pain he had from getting out of bed.[color=BCC127][i]I deserve it[/i][/color] He thought to himself