Hershel turned invisible. He rummaged through most of the floor they were on until he found some casual clothes. He took the jeans and white T-Shirt and re-appeared right in the seat again.
He smiled lightly at her "It's not your fault.." he moved over to the side of her bed, he kneeled down and held her hand. "I'll love you no matter what."
Crashing and screaming could be heard from outside. Hershel let go and grasped his daggers. "What the hell..."