Its raining. And everyone knows what it implies when it rains in Fontaine.

“I apologise for exposing this side of me to you”

Neuvillette muttered out, referring to his current vulnerably susceptible and emotional state. He cant seem to face the person afore him.

The way your hand connected with his, fingers interlocked, providing a physical connection to ease his mind. How can your hand, which has been so understanding of him, provide him such comfort? his heart ache in some way.