"I know. I'm sorry." He was angry, but not at her. He paced for a moment before he left the kitchen. He came back a while later with a long shirt. "It's all I have, sorry. Clean though." His first priority was making her comfortable. Then explaining.
"As for answering that. Eros. He did this to me last year too. Plays with the emotions of others. Makes one do things one normally might not." He shook his head. "Lizzie I'm sorry. Truly I am. You got caught up in things you shouldn't have. Here, I'll go wash your things. Call you a cab."