she pulled back a bit and looked at him with sadness and guilt, she had driven him from his own home. she sighed and let her arms fall from around him, "im sorry ive done this to u." she said and moved to sit down. she felt terrible, first she had torn apart her own home because she acted selfishly and then she tore him away because she was afraid of her own kind. she was not brought up to be this whimpy and many of her friends and family would be ashmed to claim her if they saw how she was acting right now. "i do want to help our people but my fear is that they will have been so long without what they need and will now crave it badly enough that they will do anything to get it, and i cant handle that, at least not on my own." she looked up at him with so much love in her eyes.