Elizabeth hesitated to move next to him, not because she didn't want to, but because she was afraid she'd end up hurting him. He seemed so fragile now, and when seeing that single tear roll down his cheek, she got up, gently wiping it away with her thumb, hand resting against his cheek right before she crawled onto the bed and laid beside him, her thin and small form not taking up much space, in reality being able to fit on the edge of the bed if she needed to.<br/><br/>"It's alright.." She cooed softly to him, not even caring anymore about what he had been about to tell her. He needed comforting, and it was obvious, to her, at least. And she wasn't about to deny or ignore that need. Laying beside him, she was trying to be careful not to touch any part of him but his face, gently rubbing his cheek with her thumb in a soothing circular motion, curled up only slightly where she was laying now without taking up room still.<br/><br/>"I'll always be here for you, okay?" She cooed to him again as if she were speaking to a frightened child, gazing at him before placing a ginger kiss to his jaw in a loving gesture. "Now, what's wrong?" She soon questioned, referring to what he had been about to tell her, before telling her to come closer, something about his father, but she couldn't possibly think what might be wrong with the man that was dangerous.