When Gale returned home, Broin seemed to be in a better mood. The man's appearance had visibly brightened, and when she entered the dwelling, he approached and wrapped his arms about her shoulders. He held her like this for a few moments before he spoke. "I'm sorry. I have thought about what you had said and how I was acting," Broin's words were soft. He lifted her head, his hands settling softly on her cheeks as he lifted her gaze to meet his own. "For that, I am sorry," Gale watched him for a moment before she shook her head ever so slightly.
"You don't have to apologize, Broin," Gale spoke, shifting a little to remove his hands from her cheeks, holding them in her own. "I understand why you had said what you said, and I don't want to go back into it. Not right now," She lifted Broin's
