*Any other man near her would be another story, but as it was, it was painful to her that she couldn't be near him in the warehouse. And that the fight had gone on while she had been sitting useless on the floor, when all she wanted was for Thash to squeeze her and keep her safe.

Faye doesn't reply straight away, instead just pressing herself as close to Thash as she could manage, though she still didn't have the strength to put her arms back around him. She breathed deeply, as though she was on the verge of tears. When she did finally feel able to reply, Faye blinked up at him with wide, damp eyes*

I-I'm sorry...