Amora's throat tightened, she didn't look him in the eye. Her lower lip quivered, and she bit down on it to keep it still, withholding a sob. It was all too much like the last time she had seen her mother. They fought harshly, and Tehvar speaking like this reminded her of her home, her family, her old life that she could never return to. "I-I'm sorry." she whispered, voice hoarse from tears as she stood up, walking over to one of the trees. She fell against it, tears now pouring down her cheeks. She couldn't hold in the sobs.