he stood with hidden pain and noticable shaking. His weight heavily falling on her his muscle to tired to keep him up more then what he was at that time. His blush deepend to a firey red and his cheek were lit ablaze. His eyes turned to look at her through thier deep golden shade expressing his pain and exhaustion. His expression was kind and sweet yet nervous as he spoke with a deep raspy tired voice full of regal command and kingly accsent "The head is to tough for me in my new state.. she leaves bruises making it even harder to get through a day I am afraid. The others unlike you are not as kind, they are quick to finish and leave me to toil in my pain and misery. They do not smile which does not help me in getting stronger at all. I prefer your gentle ways and your kind words. They give me the strength to grow stronger and stay alive..." he stepped along with her staggering and smiling gently to her wishing she would put him out of his misery.