"It's yours" she admitted, sighing, as she tried to cover the object she held in her hands. "You shouldn't see it"

"Why not?" he asked.

She looked away, a tear falling from her eye. "I can't fix it. It's too broken"

"You don't have to fix me" he reminded her, a sad smile on his lips.

She shook her head. "She broke you deeper than I thought"