The rain was so heavy, that Hugh kept having to blink his eyes to get it out. He would feel a small shiver creep up his spine every now and then, causing him to shudder a small bit. He would only shake off the cold and go back to normal as though the cold didn't affect him. The trick to mastering the cold was to understand that you would never feel comfortable with it, especially when wet. Hugh learned a long time ago to embrace discomfort.

Hugh's smile suddenly turned to a look of worry as Sana cringed in pain at his touch. He felt stupid, "No, I didn't-" Before he could say anything, she had grabbed his hand and placed it on the other side of her face, bringing the smile back to grace his features.

Her words made him laugh, slightly squinting his eyes as he chuckled. His laughter ceased when he felt the soothing touch of her hand against his face. He would have formed a smile, if not for her words [i]"I'm scared"[/i]. "What?" He said, a look of concern on his face. His face soon became very glum and his attitude sullen, as he took in her answer.

[i]"Of you."[/i]

It made him feel like he got kicked in the stomach. It was also confusing. There she was, not shying from his touch, and even cupping his face with her hand, but she said he scared her.

His eyes trailed downwards as he thought on this concept, thinking back to the previous days. He was confused on what had brought about this. He knew she had seen his moment of terror during the fight that had taken so much of his blood. Perhaps that was it. Perhaps it was for the child Arianna's sake, that he would not be good to her. He didn't understand, because he would take care of the little one with the tender loving care of a father whenever they returned to her.

"How do I frighten you?" He said, stepping closer to her, a hair's touch from her. All he knew was that he needed to understand this and listening was the answer.