"I-I-I'm s-sorry..." I trailed off, trying to finish the sentence, but struggling.
"Are you apologizing for last night?" he asked, but kept going without giving me a chance to respond. "Please don't, Sprite. You were having a nightmare. I wanted to be here for you, okay?"
I shook my head again, this time not fighting as hard to make him let me go.
"I-I didn't mean to," I whispered, my voice cracking again.
"Mean to what?" He asked gently.
I took a deep breath, trying to gather myself. I needed to apologize properly anyway. Baffle deserves at least that much from me.
"I-I didn't mean to... attack you. Or put pressure on you. That... that one night, I mean. I just... I thought you were into it too. I didn't mean to assault you. I... I feel so sick with myself, Baffle. I'm so sorry. I n
