She'll listen, even with her hands balled into fists and resting on his chest like they're just waiting. Understanding hasn't always been easy between them. She knows so little of his world and what he is... but she tries. She tries and she listens, and then she takes a breath and her hands relax to lay flat. "I don't understand. Why couldn't you? Are... are you not..."

Oh. Oh.

That's disappointing.