As Hera took care of her brother, Carl held onto Camille reassuringly.
It would obviously take time before Mikhail opened up. He knew that because that is what happened with Angelo. The two of them had a lot in common and frankly he understood how much energy that shit drew from them.
Slowly, they went out of the room hopelessly. Camille knew she wasn't in good terms with her mate, but seeing him broken and hurt made all the professionalism go out of the window. She wanted to know how he was doing.
She wanted to know what had happened to him. She wanted to know why this was happening. She looked at Darius, Carl and Angelo, hoping they had any answer for her, but they had none.
"just leave them for a while, you can ask him later. I know how hard it is, but you need to let Hera calm him down" Angelo said reassuringly. But why did it feel like it was more of a thorn poking her? She already knew that his nightmare had something to do with her.
