She nodded against his shoulder, burying her face into his neck. Clinging to him like a child, she tried to remember the last time she felt safe, she felt loved or cared about by anyone but Oliver. "I'm sorry," she said after a moment, forcing a laugh, rubbing her eyes with her hands, her eyeliner hopelessly smeared. "I'm so sorry, I just came over here and... Christ. You must think I'm insane."