He was right: she didn't understand. Whatever he had gone through in Hell, maybe even before that was likely beyond her comprehension. Her words seemed to be falling on deaf ears, barely registering with Adam.

"Can you manage by yourself?" Bela isn't going to stop him from leaving but she had to make sure that he got out of the room in one piece. Or so the compassionate part of herself was telling her, rare as it was.

Bela pushed back the chair and got to her feet, her hands falling to her hips as she looked down at him. She worried at her lip briefly, then sighed. Before doing anything else she was going to wait for Adam's response.