Once the two of them were away from Anakin, Grace let out a shaky breath, and she wrapped her hand around her throat once more as if to reassure herself that it was still there in one piece. It was and she was, and how she wished she was home so she could just wrap one of her scarves around it so it wouldn't worry anyone else. Wouldn't worry Darius. Yeah, he was going to be pissed.

Her breath turned into a sigh when he apologized. "Don't be. It's not your fault. You weren't the one who did it. Really nice guy, huh?" The words had more of an edge along with her jutting her thumb towards where Anakin was. "I just couldn't watch as he choked you again. It's my fault for thinking that logic would have worked when it came to him. My fault and I won't do it again."