Not that Brom actually knew she had the ability to sense his feelings, that secret was well-guarded even to their bodyguard... or, well, at least their bodyguard's sons, apparently. All of this was a complete surprise that he had no idea how to process at that moment. Had he really shown his feelings so openly and so brashly? It wasn't really a shock to him that she didn't share them, not truly. Maybe when they were younger it would've hurt him more deeply, but the world had already started to show it's cruel face to Brom Vivar. The idea of social classes wasn't so foreign to a teenage mind.<br/><br/>The boy backed up another step under the force of her tone and then gaze. She was making a threat and this was a Niah that Brom wasn't so familiar with, the kind that very well might carry out whatever she said even if she'd regret it later. The sort of girl that would do it just to prove she could. It made him wonder just why he, even then, just wanted to say sorry and be able to help her walk back to the house. Then his eyes began to fill with unbidden tears, which gave him all the more reason to keep his head low. He backed away some more. "Alright... I understand. Sorry Miss Holden."<br/><br/>With his spine straightening unnaturally, he looked at her once more, eyes watery, and then turned around and marched back to the manor trying to think as little as possible. Perhaps it was shock or just a realization of how life really works. The Niah Holden's of the world couldn't be with the Brom Vivar's.