Her dainty hands reached out before she noticed. Grabbing hold of Magnus's hands, Elle's golden eyes widened sincerely across his red ones. He could tell her pupils shake underneath her long lashes, her sweet smile quickly trying to appear on her face to cheer him up. Upon seeing her, curved eyes he heard her voice, "I'm not scared of you… well I was before but that was also because those people scared me."
Elle wondered if the words she provided was enough. She didn't want Magnus to feel responsible for her cause of passing out, in fact he was the one who had saved her. How could she allow him to feel guilty? She find herself hating if Magnus was to blame himself for it and held his hand tightly. She scrambled her thoughts, trying to find the best possible answer she could.
