<i>I hate you.  </i>The words stung more than she had expected them to, despite the fact that they were first preempted by<i>I miss you</i>.  Even now, with the knowledge of all that had happened to him, some part of her still hoped that the feelings they had for each other would ring true through the fog of it all.  He was also right, if she had tried to stay or return...They would have killed her.  Still, Lana bore the guilt of abandoning him.  Maybe she should have been more careful or she should have ended things before they really started between them.  But then...They still would have been trapped within a corrupt and cruel system, with no light and no love.<br/><br/>"Even if I couldn't have stopped it, I still feel like the source of it."  Her face was suddenly pensive.  She could see it as something inside him broke, as he realized that whatever he had regained today might be lost in slumber, reclaimed by the voices of the men who had done this to him.  Lana had been trying to keep her distance, she had been trying not to touch him or get too near to him, unless it was something like the handholding to convince the innkeeper.  Whatever will she had used to stop herself, it broke along with him.  Lana set down her glass and closed the distance in between them, putting her arms softly around him, so as not to spook him.  She hoped the sensation would be familiar and comforting, but she was not about to dismiss him if he pushed her away.<br/><br/>"I'll be here in the morning, and the morning after that."  She would also be here through the night, but she was not sure how to mention that.  The room long had one bed and though she thought she might suggest they share it, she worried he would not want to.  With a tenderness, her hands  came gently to his jaw and lifted his face so his eyes met hers.  "I cannot say why fate has brought us back together, but if I can help you heal and find the truth of what you felt, then I will.  I won't leave you alone to this darkness they forced upon you, Ellion."  So many past moments like this one flashed into her mind.  Their close moments and kisses had all been stolen, in quiet moments, and her ached to pull him in.  It would be futile though, an attempt at rekindling a flame that had long-since been blown out...or at least, hidden.<br/><br/>Her gaze shifted away and Lana let out a sigh.  "I can use magic to calm your mind, to give you restorative and tranquil rest, but I would not do it without your consent."  Spirit magic could be used in a variety of ways, many that were far beyond what the circle was allowed to teach.  Lana had used her abilities to calm troubled souls and soothe the sick and dying.  She desperately wanted to give him some peace now.  He might see it as a trick or some angle she wanted to play, but she looked back to him, meeting his gaze, hoping he would know that she wanted nothing more than to help him.