"I am so, so sorry," she whispered, biting her lower lip and hugging her arms around her middle as he stepped back. "It's my fault she- I mean- it's not supposed to injure you or cause you any physical pain or anything, it's just supposed to make you- make it so that we can't-"
Genevieve broke off, then stepped closer to sit beside him, hesitantly reaching for his hand. "I never thought she'd stoop so low..."