Crypt said nothing as he continued to hold her, His eyes were closed, his grip tender but firm. No hearbeat was audable coming from him but he breathed all the same. The hug was as careful and practiced as it was honest as he held her like a father, a brother and a lover all at the same time. On an instinctual level Aliene knew crypt, and there was something about him that was comforting spiritually...it was as if his arms were a thick black blanket on a cold winter night.<br/>Kenrou watched the two carefuly before turning his gaze back down respectfully. He had much to tell his mistress, but his words would wait for when she asked of him.<br/><br/>The midnight king was quiet, his right hand raised up to rub at his chin in thought. A moment passed before he waved his hand and all the broken glass began to refit itself back into place. "perhaps I have been rushing things." he mused before a smirk crossed his features. "maybe...you are correct. regardless there is little we can do till the dove is done panicking." humming he pet her cheek in thought. "thank you my dear, your words are most welcome."