He held up a hand, cutting her off. Closing his eyes, he stood in front of her breathing heavily in excruciating silence with his brow furrowed before he seemed to suck all of that emotion inside. Slowly, his face cleared. Slowly, he he dropped his hand, straightening his shoulders, rising to his full height. When his eyes opened again, she could see the Occlusion like an actual wall over his grey irises. Could nearly feel it in the coldness that emanated from him as he looked down at her. A lump rose in her throat as she tried again.