There was something in his tone that struck her in her gut. If there was anything she'd learned, it was to follow her feelings. "I'm sorry," was all she could muster. It never felt like enough. It was never enough, no matter the situation, when someone had that tone, that look. She couldn't even imagine.
"Does it actually ever get easier? Or is that something people tell you to make themselves feel better?" It was an honest question, but possibly not a fair one.