What she once would have never allowed, she let him sit next to her and put his arm around her shoulder. She continued to cry harder, covering her face. "I'm... weak. Weak enough to let him take advantage..." she hiccupped, her hands turning to fists at the mere mention of the grin skinned demon. She slammed her hands down on her thighs, though it wracked her legs with pain. "You wouldn't want a fighter who can be overcome so easily..." she muttered, looking away from him.