She saw you come in, very hurt, crying, stammering and pale. “Goodness- Owlet, come here now..” You ask her to stand.. “Stand-? Absolutely not, not in your current state are you mad? Dove, you are pale and shivering. You need to lay down!” She gently pulls you into her arms and cuddled you close. “Come, come here.. it’s alright.. Hush now, you’re safe, your alright now. If I hear you utter the word sorry one more time! This is in no way your fault..” She held you close.