“It’s not your fault,” Iestyn replied automatically, wishing he hadn’t been useless in the fucking shower instead of springing into action to save Henry from further trauma.
Next to them, David laid a hand on Addy’s shoulder to reassure her, giving it a gentle rub. “No one would expect you to fight them,” he said. “You could have just gotten yourself or worse, your baby, hurt. You didn’t know who it was. You made the right call to get her and yourself to safety. You hear? Aderyn. Look at me. Nobody blames you.” He gave her a nod and a forgiving smile.