He rocked slightly under her fists, not answering immediately, knowing she merely wanted to rage at fate and the unfairness of it all. Once she stilled, he continued to hold her, but he finally added his thoughts. "Perhaps he knew, even when he ascended, that he would die. While it is the ultimate fate of all things, that he knew both when and how might have made him unwilling to take a bride. Since he knew when, he might have thought that he wasn't able to give you what you... need, what you want."<br/><br/>He looked down at her, and raised her face to meet his. "And perhaps, he knew that another would be willing to give you what he could not."<br/><br/>He knew that now was not the time to move forward, so he kissed her forehead. He inhaled, his eyes bright, but after a moment, he pulled back, and simply held her, letting her rest as long as she needed.