Autumn tried not to let the way he had pictured the house affect her emotionally because that could project back on him if she wasn't careful. But<em>it was quite sad. His house was desolate and in disrepair. It hadn't had a loving hand to take care of it the way it needed to be, tending the yard, mending the fence, cleaning and living in the home. After all, houses were meant to be lived in. Without something there inside of it to keep it going eventually it was going to collapse.</em>She didn't realize until after these thoughts went through her mind that she was still speaking to him telepathically and winced, hoping he wasn't offended by her frank assessment of his mental state. There was something she noticed through all of the despair that his "house" represented; in it with her leading him she seemed to be a source of light and comfort among the ruins. Her heart couldn't help but flutter and she gave his hands a squeeze, saying in his mind,<em>'I'm going to help you through this. I promise you that."</em>