He isn't cruel. That's what surprises her. The thing about heartbreak is that it can warp and eat away at even the sweetest of memories. There is more to Matthew than the moments he gives up her just as there is more to her than the moments she loses control of the beast inside her. She had forgotten that up until he pulls her in. Elektra is reaching to wrap a protective arm around him in return. She doesn't know what caused all these injuries, but she'll keep him safe this time. She has to.

That desperate thought fades away at the tears. Her eyes well up for the second day in a row. This time she lets herself cry. She never could stand his tears when they were so few and far in between. "Oh, Matthew." Her voice is wet and tinny. What brought him down so low that all the problems between them no longer mattered? She can't help wondering what she left him too. She should have fought to stay. Once again leaving turned out to be a mistake they both suffered for.

Her fingers tangle through the hair on the back of his neck. "It's alright. I'm here now. We'll get through this together." She sounds so painfully sincere even if an uglier voice in the back of her skull reminds her that this will be short-lived. How can she care when he's suffering like this? Let him change his mind again as long as he's alright in the end.