Shenyo's fingers slid along her hair, gently kneading her head in a slow pattern. That long, reddish-orange tail wrapped around her shoulders a bit tighter, a feeling similar to a hug with a light squeeze.<br/><br/>A small breeze moved through them causing their clothes to flutter and flick about. With it Shenyo took a deep breath, letting it out as the breeze died down again. Both ears perked forward as the sounds of the stream truly caught his attention, eyes coming to life to look at their surroundings before settling on her own.<br/><br/>Hesitantly, he spoke. "I...lost myself a little there. I apologize for that." His hand slid down along her cheek. "It's best to describe it as a parasite. It feeds off my anger, off my fears. It amplifies them. It knows just what to say to push me further and further. It wants me to lose control entirely so it can take over, but I don't know why. When it does..."<br/><br/>There was a pause, and he forced himself to take in a breath before continuing. "...Is when people I care about die. When I'm most scared, most desperate, and most angry, I slip away and it takes over. The one survivor who lived to witness me after the change said I look like a demon. As for myself, I remember up until the moment of the change, and then waking in a hellscape of fire and death."<br/><br/>Slipping down the rock to sit beside her, he put his arm up around her and pulled her in close. "When I realized I endangered you, and then let him go out of my selfish, twisted downfalls, it just pushed me too far. It was stupid and foolish of me for so many reasons. I'm sorry." It was clearly hard for him to disclose any of that, especially apologizing and admitting his mistakes.  "For putting you through that, as well. You didn't deserve to see me like that."