He rubbed his wife's back, kissing her, letting her vent and just empty the bile and other vile emotions that had piled up during her tenure. Once she finally finished, he kissed her, and put the armor plates back over the beyonder crystals that were now a permanent part of his biology. "I wish I had been there to help. I planned on it and should have been, but wasn't and that is all that matters. I am sorry for that, but that won't fix this.<br/><br/>So, back to my question like a typical males. Do you want out, to vent, or help?"