Arc smiled as he listened to the story. Though it didn't nullify his worry entirely, it did help to alleviate some of it, and for that he was supremely grateful. There wasn't enough time in the night to tell her how much he appreciated her efforts, nor how he wished he had met her before the fall so they could have taken care of each other, but it was nice to know that they had each other then. That was better than never. When she finished, he stopped tracing the lines, feeling her lips against his forehead. He closed his eyes and leaned into it, feeling so much warmth in the gesture. When she came forward again, he met her lips with his own. He didn't try to deepen the kiss, for he knew exactly why she was doing it, and he didn't want it. For the time being, he just wanted to feel close to her, to feel her warmth and security enveloping him. She was doing exactly what he had done to comfort her, and he loved her for it even more.<br/><br/>"I can see it. You... pouring water across your TV, clearly not thinking about drying it or the floor around it. I can see you standing in front of a woman trying to explain to her the lie, then eventually the apology and what really happened. I imagine you were strongly punished for it." Arc tried to laugh, but he couldn't must anything more than a brief 'heh'. He wanted to try to think up a story to match hers, but all he could thinking about was how much he wanted to sleep next to her, to lay there for as long as it took, just stroking her hair or touching her skin. The panic has subsided to a tolerable level, though it was still very present in the tension of his muscles and the stress in his voice.<br/><br/>Looking up at Madison, staring straight into her eyes, he smiled sadly. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my entire life." Arc wasn't really sure what had made him say that, for he could barely make out her form in the minimal light that surrounded them. But in his mind, he could see her just as clearly as he could during a bright, sunny day. He was being honest as always, though words could not properly quantify the love he felt for her.