Vic placed her arm on her sister's trying to placate her. There was nothing to be done about it here. Teddy had almost killed him when he found out about it already. "I don't want to talk about him, Dom. Besides, Teddy already almost killed him, but that was right after what happened." After that, Teddy had retreated and hadn't spoken to her for almost a week. It was slowly getting better, but not fast enough for her. She really needed someone, and that was why she was so happy her sister was now there. She'd help more than anyone else. She always could.
"A little over two weeks ago." She said quietly, her hand going to rest on her knee, that was clothed in very unflattering cloth that she would never have worn had something horrible not happened. The last time she had worn something like this was in the mornings after she first arrived in Egypt. "I hurt him, Dom, worse than when I left for Egypt" And that thought alone killed her and made a tear fall down her face, but only one.