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'[color=aba000][i]I feel sick...[/i][/color]' The sight of a broken and despondent Lily made him feel physically nauseous. While her life didn't seem to be in danger anymore, something else was still clearly wrong, the problem was he didn't have a clue what it could be. While he was admittedly paying more attention to his own fight, he was keeping a eye on Lily's, but things went south so quickly he wasn't sure what even happened '[color=aba000][i]Shit. What do I even do...?[/i][/color]' Wordlessly, he carried Lily out of the shop and brought her back home, taking a shortcut in the air via a barrier road straight there.

When they got back home, Alexander brought her to the living room couch and set her down there and dismissed his transformation. A few seconds later, he noticed the freeloading animals in the lazy boy. Alexander, having long since given up on figuring out how they kept getting out of their cage, chose to ignore them in favor of the distressed girl in front of him. Kneeling down so that he was eye level with her, he began to speak "[color=aba000]Lily, I...fuck. You know I'm bad with...feeling stuff, so I don't really know what to do. It's pretty obvious that somethings wrong with you, but I don't have any clue what...and I'm kind of afraid I'm going to fuck up and make things worse. So...[/color]" He paused as he scratched the back of his head "[color=aba000]You're going to have to tell me what you need me to do. I doubt I can fix whatever's wrong, but maybe I can make you feel less like shit. I mean, I don't have emotion magic, and I'm not the best at reading people, but even I can tell since you look like shit-fuck! That was stupid, why did I say that!?[/color]" He facepalmed "[color=aba000]Look, I just...what's a boyfriend supposed to do for his girlfriend at a time like this?[/color]"