He slid down the wall to sit in the floor, his eyes fastened on hers. "Gods, Verity," he nearly groaned, "Gods above and below. Why didn't you come to me? I would have done something, anything."
He wanted to go sit by her, but could not move from where he was as so many emotions tangled and tore through him. It was just as well as he didn't know if he would hug her or strangle her.