[That hurried thudding turned into the sound of combat boots striking polished metal floors. He shrunk back, twisting away as Aidan got closer but he couldn't meld in with the wall so there really was no where else to go. He'd already cornered himself.
But he glanced up again at the sound of his voice and forcibly yanked himself out of his memories.]
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Just... please don't be mad. I'll do anything.[Everything spoken quickly, melted together and almost hard to understand.]