Already exhausted, added to the writhing guilt in his stomach that made him feel slightly ill; the first hard shove took him by surprise and made him stumble back a step or two, it left a slight sting where he had been shoved. “Delirium.” He began once again his voice firm, his best attempt to calm her down. “I know you wish to see him now. But there's..just- There’s isn’t any way, right now.” She was becoming quite frantic, and focusing on trying to settle was better than focusing solely on his own guilt.

She shoved him roughly again but this time he was somewhat more prepared; shoulders squared. Perhaps were he not constantly thinking about ..what he knew to be true. He wasn’t sure what else to say, and now part of him was ..glad he didn’t have to tell her whom had killed Ragetti, he wasn’t sure if he could stand it. However, it also rendered him rather speechless. All he could think to do, was apologise, of course she didn’t know the extent as to why; but the least of all was that she couldn’t take her to see Ragetti now. He didn’t think it would be right. “I’m sorry.” He said, quietly. Though it almost felt useless he'd said it so often to the poor girl, he meant it.