Kit watched as things unfolded, worried that his choice of words may have been the wrong ones, right intentions just the wrong words to explain his good intentions. He noticed Amaya's body suttly change, giving away she was upset every moment she stayed upset. By the time Kit started to get things pieced together and figuring out what had Amaya so upset, she let lose what she had in her mind. When she first started, Kit felt like he was wrong in his explination of things, he never knew about his kind, just second hand info of personal lives and they way things were. Then, when she went on about the pills, Kit worried she might do something drastic. He was fine if she tossed them but the sheer mention of her taking one had him standing on his toes, worried she might. And when she described him as a user of a living-doll, part of him wanted to lay it out on her, give her a piece of his mind but he was calm through it until she threw the plates into the sink, swearing a few had broken based on the sounds. He sighed for a moment as thoughts went through his mind. He saw Seven looking out the door, a smile on her face, and knew she wasn't a normal living-doll. Kit shook his head at her and she went back into the room that was hers. He would have a chat with her later but for now, he was worried about Amaya and his idea of helping someone out causing a strain in their relationship. He walked over to Amaya's door and knocked on it, calling out her name but only heard her cry. Then, he heard a sound that he recognized, "Don't do it," he uttered under his breath as he walked in. He saw Amaya in in the corner of her room, crying and almost in a ball, ready to take the pill. He saw tears, her face red, Kit was more then worried. He tried to be suttle as he went over to her but he just ended up hitting a button he had for the gravity and made it denser then normal. He could handle it but the pill in Amaya's hand dropped hard, almost cracking the floor. He walked over to her and pressed the button to turn the gravity back to normal. He was infront of her and was getting down on his knees. "I'm sorry if I pushed you to this," Kit told Amaya, holding back his emotions that he could feel ready to burst. "I'm sorry if I presented myself as someone that you expect. I am not a normal monster and I am sorry if you were expecting a normal one, a predictable one." He wasn't sure if he should grab her hand as he apologized or what. All he did was bow his head a bit and continued to say, "I'm sorry for causing trouble you didn't want from me, I'm sorry my love." He repeated it over and over again, meaning it every time he said it and by the third time he had said it, tears were slowly coming down his face and landing on the floor near his knees. "I'm sorry, Amaya."