She shook her head, wiping her cheeks. "No. No, don't do that. Don't hurt him. I don't want him hurt. He's sweet and I don't think he knows how to fight at all."
Bast sniffled. "It's Hermod. It was Hermod." And saying his name was enough to have her laying her head on the table, her shoulders shaking with sobs. This had to stop. This had to stop. This was so stupid! She didn't do this. She didn't cry or pine or whatever she was doing