Sinnett dropped the phone on the bed and stood up, running a hand over his mouth, as he got deep into his thoughts.
Cinder stared at him, wide-eyed, sensing something shifted in him.
"What is it?" she asked, her voice small.
He didn't answer right away. He just turned and looked at her, expression dark. "She's dead."
He said without hesitating. She opened her mouth to say something, but no sound came, she just sank back in the bed as the thought of being pursued came to her.
Tears blurred her vision again. She shook her head desperately.
"I thought the guilds could do something... isn't that why you guys broke in... I'm going to get killed for real this time."
Sinnett walked over to her slowly, He crouched at the side of the bed so they were eye to eye.
"You didn't think at all, and it's not entirely your fault, so I won't blame you." he said calmly.
He reached out and wiped a tear from her cheek. The tenderness of the gesture made her shudder.
