He had hardly said anything endearing in that way to anyone in months. This was completely Conrad speaking to her now. He nodded his head for her to have a seat, stretching his arm out to her.
"I'm sorry," was all he could come up with right now. He'd been right selfish these last few months. He couldn't expect her to understand, but it wasn't her problem. It was his own and he could have handled it better than this. "I haven't been handling this well at all, have I?" Already his mannerisms were more controlled. He was calm, not high strung making rash decisions.