The thing about Cissy was that she always acted on emotion, she led with her heart, and that was what got her into so much trouble, because she didn't always think, if ever. But yes, she was remorseful and it was sincere and while she was trying her best to change that aforementioned fact about herself, it couldn't happen overnight and definitely not right now. All she could do was feel, and that just really fucking sucked.
If his intention was to make her stop crying, he failed miserably. If anything, the request just made her cry harder but that didn't stop her from obliging. Of course she sort of did it all backwards. She pushed quickly to her feet to cross the room to where he sat and place herself in his embrace, straddling his lap and wrapping her arms tightly around him.
"I'm sorry." She whispered the words in his ear, her face buried against the crook of his neck, tears hot against his skin. "I'm so, so, so, so sorry, Jonah." It was inadequate, and she could feel it, but what more was there that she could possibly say? "And I don't plan on ever doing it again. I don't ever wanna hurt you again. I don't want either of us to ever feel like this again."