Tragos. After seeing that word on her tattoo he'd thought about what it meant and googled it. It meant 'drinks' in Spanish, but Marcie had never struck him as the kind of lush who'd get a tattoo about drinking, especially not on a knife. But in Greek it meant 'goat' and was where the word tragedy came from. That had seemed more fitting with the knife imagery.
But it was a name, Cathal now discovered. It was the name of Marcie's ex, the one she had lost and, as it now turned out, lost absolutely horrifically.
"Marcie," he breathed, tightening his hold around her. "I'm so sorry, that is all- I cannot even imagine how painful that was for you, or for poor Kaden."
God, Kaden really needed her. Should Cathal back off here? Kaden probably felt like he was losing the only person he had left in the world, and Cathal felt like a bastard for being the thing making him worry.
He left Marcie have a little silence before asking, "do you know what you want to do? If you didn't have to think about me- do you wanna go find him?"